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100K
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Hip-Hop/Rap
100K was released on March 11, 2015 by Rostrum Records as a part of the album 100K - Single
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Release DateMarch 11, 2015
LabelRostrum Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
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Valence
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Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Goodbye Tomorrow
Goodbye Tomorrow
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eddie Sang Pak
Eddie Sang Pak
Composer
Nathan Tomlins
Nathan Tomlins
Composer
Yaroslav "Stan" Blyudoy
Yaroslav "Stan" Blyudoy
Composer

Lyrics

Motherfuckers wanna talk about reality
I challenge all them ****, I inspire my reality
Don't talk about what's realistic
I'm a young, genius, super hard working **** and I'm mad gifted
You ain't stressed, you ain't smoked, stay lifted
Word to my **** P Bam, he gon' feel this
You ain't really live it 'til you hit
The bottom when you comin' from it
Then you make it to the top of the mountain, that's where the gold at
Goals in your mind, never mind, never rush a ****
'Cause I'm from the same city as Lil Herb, Bibby
And already feeling like a legend, Pac, Biggie, Diddy
Money ain't enough, I'm tryna get it like Dre
Billion dollar mission, get the fuck up out my way
Man, these labels need to pay
I'm a **** with an attitude and I don't like to wait
I never touch on the brakes, never let up the pace
Look me in my face, try to tell a **** he ain't great
You a fake, phony-telling ****
Need a hundred thousand dollars in my hand right now
If you ain't got it, get the fuck away from me
If you don't want no problems, don't bother us
Otherwise it's cool if the crew come fuck with us
Tell 'em get in tune with the real, everybody tellin' lies
All these **** in disguise
So I'ma need, I'ma need a hundred
Thousand dollars in my hand right now
Don't nobody ever give it, you just gotta go and get it
So I'ma need, I'ma need a hundred
Thousand dollars in my hand right now
Don't nobody ever give it, you just gotta go and get it
Right now, right now, right now, right now
****, what?
Loggin' all these hours, someone need to cut a check
You've been formally informed, ain't no form of disrespect
I'ma get it every minute by the minute
If you ain't committed, then why we even talkin'?
****, you ain't got no business talkin' to me
You ain't talk about me, you better wise up
'Cause a **** finna rise up
Blake Griffin slam dunk on **** from the risers
I'm comin' for you, gunnin' for it, runnin' from it ain't an option
**** they keep frontin', they be actin', they should win an Oscar
Sick to my stomach, might just end up in the hospital
What you finna do? Put yourself in my shoes when they robbin' you
Nothin' is impossible when you know you unstoppable
When you don't fear the consequence then you gain the confidence
To be everything you supposed to be
To all the **** that been waitin', y'all late
Punk fake, game straight, pull up, wipe the glove off, Gary Payton
I'm the type of **** when I shoot it, I already made it
I don't need no validation, I been had my reservations for a while
I don't have the patience, I don't run out
You can see the dedication from the way I go to work
It's more than just a verse, got a mission
I'm just used to seein' different shit
Disagree, you trippin', and the only thing that's missin' is
A hundred thousand dollars in my hand right now
Don't nobody ever give it, you just gotta go and get it
So I'ma need, I'ma need a hundred
Thousand dollars in my hand right now
Don't nobody ever give it, you just gotta go and get it
Right now, right now, right now, right now
****, what?
Written by: Eddie Sang Pak, Goodbye Tomorrow, Nathan Tomlins, Stan Blyudoy
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