Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
J. Cole
J. Cole
Vocals
Bas
Bas
Vocals
Double Exposure
Double Exposure
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
B. Evans
B. Evans
Composer
Jermaine Lamarr Cole
Jermaine Lamarr Cole
Songwriter
Mel Hugee
Mel Hugee
Composer
Tyler Williams
Tyler Williams
Composer
melanesia hendrickson
melanesia hendrickson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J. Cole
J. Cole
Producer
T-Minus
T-Minus
Producer
Kuldeep Chudasama
Kuldeep Chudasama
Recording Engineer
Kaleb Rollins
Kaleb Rollins
Vocal Producer
Juro "Mez" Davis
Juro "Mez" Davis
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

How come a n- ain't enter his prime? Still gettin' better after all this time These n- say that they killers, they lyin' Only thing I see 'em killin' is time One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind Never peddled rock, never said a lot, only what need to be said Got a little guap, when you get a lot, won't no b- leave you on read Don't push me, n- my feet on the ledge This game is like follow the leader If you lookin' closely enough, then you'll see that I led The moves that I made, the people I fed, the evil I ducked They minds is too feeble, they lean on they crutch I'm bleedin' from fightin' my demons head up When I get defeated, believe I get up I come from a city most n- ain't heard of Until they popped in my first CD, now look I'm on that Mount Rushmore, you n- can't front no more B- I'ma reign until FEMA show up When shots got to ringing, like freedom, I ducked E&J fell out my cup Them bullets fly by, that sh- sober you up I'm proud of my n-, they never switched up Don't care if it's Michael B Jordan that's calling my woman to f- She ain't never gon' pick up Sadly, I can't say the same for you n- Couple of dollars be changin' you n-, I pray for you n-, but How come a n- ain't enter his prime? Still gettin' better after all this time These n- say that they killers, they lyin' Only thing I see 'em killin' is time One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the, uh It's not 'bout the money, it's more about time Sh- makes it sweet, you see how I spend mine Burst through the ceiling, I'm feeling sublime Can't leave the game yet, I feel like LeBron One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the, uh How come a n- ain't enter his prime? Still gettin' better after all this time These n- say that they killers, they lyin' Only thing I see 'em killin' is time One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind Ooh, one hundred mil' and I'm still One hundred mil' and I'm still One hundred mil' and I'm still One hundred mil' and I'm still Ooh, one hundred mil' and I'm still One hundred mil' and I'm still One hundred mil' and I'm still One hundred mil' and I'm still One hundred mil' and I'm still
Writer(s): Williams Tyler Mathew Carl, Cole Jermaine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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