Donuts On 100K (30's Version) ft. Happy Hour Lyrics

They say you gotta get out of hell for people to see your reverence

I ain't talking sliding a beat when I tell you get to stepping

Don't waste your time telling me about a preference

So much time nitpicking and not observing a blessing

I was told don't live in fear, and that shit was a message

Keeping my day-to-day life on point like your edges

Confidence real heavy, I wear that shit like a necklace

On 100K, bro

Too many times over, I had to count the sacrifices

Spent so much time solo, it's hard to try and ignore the vices

But it's safe to say that they elevate, keep me at my highest

All about my bread, you can never force a keto diet

Trying not to put too much on my ego

But I want to make the most of my kingdom and just feeling regal

It's like every other day, somebody crashing out

While I stay on the straight and narrow, avoiding that 25 like Leo

You see I'm on my feet, not recording took a toll

We was looking for some queens that may have wanted to be chose

But it was all the wrong fe's, so we focused less on the hoes

I was out here crossing my T's, trying not to stunt my growth

Fine work from overseas, they look and be like goals

But in the back of my mind, gotta hope, I struck gold

High school reunion didn't happen, but can't say I'm feeling old

Look at me figuring it out, instead of choosing to fold

On 100k bro

If I was the king, then I'd categorize a sea of people

I plan to meet when I'm finally at my peak

But that mountain can never see just how high I'm planning to be

Cause calculating my abilities, something you can't conceive or process

I'd love to just digress, cause then it means letting go of the world which is nonsense

And if it don't make sense, the people won't make sense

But if it makes me cents, then I guess it's time well spent

But I guess that's what they all say

How can the world be blacker than the guy from Allstate

And the people ain't in good hands cause choices they've make

But I guess it's out of my hands and that is no pun intended

Cause the world made me feel okay

Cause I fight for what's right in my own right

The whole world ain't ever been on my side

The way I type, I write, I never had to fit my style

My calligraphy crooked, but philosophy is just right, am I right

100k bro

Get you some money, stop the hatred

I'm constantly chasing paper

I started down at the bottom, I calculated and waited

I took off, I know they hate it

Your pockets small, they deflated

DJ asked me for a verse, I said don't worry

I'm waiting for the right time to spit it

I told them that we gon' get it

The money stacking itself, now the top is where we gon' finish

Got my stock up

I took a break and got my guap up

Speaking on the king you gon' regret it when I pop up

Yeah, I'm like that

Me and your girl, we'll be right back

I need her for the night

Tomorrow, come and get your wife back

That's crazy

I'm here to take the mic back

You thought you was the best, but I'm the best

I'm who girls write back

I'm cocky

Don't you hate me, knock me, or block me

It's okay to wanna be me

I prefer if you don't copy

Stop the capping

You knew that you was lacking

I'm focus on getting paper

Just be happy I'm not rapping

You just violated my ICE like that, on 100k bro

They wild disrespect-

I'm sitting at home, trying to get this paper

Watching LeBron on TV with the Lakers

Went to Miami to see the horse racing

Came back home to collect my paper

Sipping on Patron

Got me so tipsy

Rest in peace, my boy Nipsey,

You've never seen a donut running on the track

Coffee slowed them down, they getting too fat

Health-wise, making everybody crazy

This country on lockdown, they getting so lazy

Getting to the facts, we are in trouble

DeSantis making us work to score a triple-double

I'm just trying to get us out the bubble

Aha

We ain't trying to struggle

It's so much we could juggle

We ain't at the strip club, we're at Bible study