100 Nights ft. A2BeatsBANG Lyrics

"Reg you be acting an ass"

"A2 Beats BANG MF YEAA"

When you was thinkin' selfish, I was tryna feed the fam

Had to start son'in niggas, it taught me how to be a man

A hundred nights behind this shit, a hundred thousand rubber bands

Better ask about me, niggas forgot who I really am

You gotta pick a side if you with us, if you not, then jump the fence

I'm the type that can sell 36 ounces for 36

Got a be and on you, you make this shit really make sense

I'm all about a dollar, I remember times I ain't have shit

Gotta be careful, won't let the evil of the money trap me

Can't trust a soul, I'm watchin' close for the people that dap me

I ain't have a haircut in a month, my shit been lookin' appy

Niggas been actin' like faggots lately, movin' real sassy

You gotta lane on everything, but you don't really do much

A nigga make me mad, then I'ma spill him like some fruit punch

I hate niggas, I'm comin' with my mask like the Ku Klux

We gon' treat him like Chrisean with missing teeth over them blue bucks

In a hundred nights, I did more than your life, can't even make this up

You was talkin' crazy, see me start a smilin' club, fake the funk

I bring the cannon like I'm Nick Wildin', we gon' make this fun

Ain't got no time to pull up on no bitch, I'm always makin' runs

Got these hoes walkin' through the crib like Flavor of Love

You knew that girl was cheatin', still kissed her and gave her a hug

She sellin' pussy for a hundred nights, I made her a dub

Seen Satan dreamin' last night, I gave him a slug

Ridin' in a Batmobile, I'm speedin' doin' a hundred plus

I'm grindin' everyday, riskin' my freedom, this ain't come from luck

When I see him, I'ma spot him like a cheetah, bet I try to run

I really earn my strikes, not like a zebra, but a tiger punk

I been really holdin' back lately, I got shit bottled up

It's never too much money, once you get it, you can't have enough

I'm movin' on the low, them niggas different, don't make cash with them

The money that I took a L on, you can't even imagine it

If you fuck my bitch, you can have her, it's a blessing

Niggas janky in my city, I don't listen to the reverend

When it's Christmas time, I be sellin' snow, wrappin' up presents

I'll hook a nigga bad, good for him, make it look pleasant

I can up a roll on you, I been stackin' for a hundred nights

Hundred nights, bitch

Demons in my dreams, I gotta live with this shit

I'd rather kick a bitch out than make a livin' with my stick

What The Fuck!

When you was thinkin' selfish, I was tryna feed the fam

Had to start son'in niggas, they taught me how to be a man

Hundred nights behind that shit, a hundred thousand rubber bands

Better ask about me, niggas forgot who I really am

You gotta pick a side if you with us, if you not, then jump the fence

I'm the type that can sell 36 ounces for 36

Got a be in you and on you make this shit really make sense

I'm all about a dollar, I remember times I ain't have shit

Me and A2 back to back like it's how high

Slidin' in the coupe on Melrose, finna get fly

Huh, what? Yeah

Stacked A hundred nights, you can't say my shit stink, nah

"I love this Big Gary Music"