A Hundred Ways Lyrics

I woke up plotting

Every day I'm thinking bout A Hundred Ways I can put some Dough in my pocket

Say they want it I got it

Might hit a roadblock but I ain't Stopping

Can't fold it won't fit in my wallet

Man I'm one of them ones, they Ask for me

This that go and get the paper bag Money

Told my dog he gotta stash money You can tell when niggas never Had money

I ain't doing no deals when bruh Ask, Cuz he was Ji short last Monday

Long as I'm giving it's all good, but When you tell him no they gone Act funny

Nigga so be it

Ain't with the talking I don't see it

I'd get him popped like an opiate

My thoughts a bit inappropriate

I'm tryna Rush in like Soviets

Why they be talking, but never the First to get to it like niggas get no Dibs

Ain't got a spot for the 4 5th

I'm tryna park it at your crib

Your crib, huh

Boy you done did it I sure did

They ain't want me and the guys There, but we came to fuck up Your whole shit

She almost 30 with no kids

I'm tryna see how much Hoe she is

Ain't tolerating No Hoe shit

Ya know?

I woke up plotting

Every day I'm thinking bout A Hundred Ways I can put some Dough in my pocket

Say they want it I got it

Might hit a roadblock but I ain't Stopping

Can't fold it won't fit in my wallet

What I'm rolling is loud as a Megaphone

She don't wanna be saved then let Her roam

In my jacket the metal Beretta Chrome

Get to clicking this bitch like a Metronome

Been on my grind tryna get a Dollar, I treat the spot like it's a Second home

Told em I just wanna be left alone, But it seem like they need me to Set the tone

I ain't talking to talk, man I mean What I say

And they understand without Rosetta Stone

I tried to cut her off but I couldn't Leave the head alone

I feel like Pac with the Herringbone

I'm Machiavelli, I'm hiding out Way in the sticks

They thought I was dead and gone

Them niggas lookin and staring Wrong

It ain't bout what you say, but you Said it wrong

Man I was just broke as a joke

Tell me why you niggas keep being Funny?

It's not connecting, I remember no Cable

I'm watching UPN 20

I'm from the city, you know how the W B

50 and usually bummy

All the little bitches pretty, but Quick to come use em for money

And that's why I done

Woke up plotting

Every day I'm thinking bout A Hundred Ways I can put some Dough in my pocket

Say they want it I got it

Might hit a roadblock but I ain't Stopping

Can't fold it won't fit in my wallet