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100 Miles and Running (feat. Wale & John Lindahl)

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100 Miles and Running (feat. Wale & John Lindahl)

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Woo, woo, yeah

Alright, here we go

Yeah yeah, yeah

Money on my mind, so I'm too paid

Real all the time, never Kool-Aid, sippin' on D'usse, sike

Came a long way from G'burg

Puttin' in work like Ferg

New York to L.A., Hawaii and Japan

I'm the motherfuckin' man, 'least I'm feelin' like I am

Got the whole wide world in the palm of my hand

But don't give a goddamn, I'm Sam-I-Am

What that even mean? I don't know what you talkin' 'bout

Why nowadays everybody got a palm out?

PLP, yeah that be me and that be what I rhyme 'bout

I have arrived, all you rappers are in timeout

RattPack, where you at? (Everywhere worldwide!)

I know you been waitin' for this world to collide

B. O. double B. Y., H. A. L. L., and Folarin

'Bout to take it back like Doc and Marty inside the DeLorean

I am no historian, but here to make my predecessors proud

All you bitch niggas not allowed?

I put it on everything, I really want a cop out

But I did good for a dropout

Hop out the coupe, chicken heads go crazy

Gotta sound swag when the flow get lazy

What up? What good? Where you at? What you been on?

Anybody steppin' to me, promise they get shit on

Better hop up on the train 'fore you miss the chance to—

Hop up on the—hop up on the train 'fore you miss the chance to get on

Mixtape Bobby, that's the type of shit I spit on

Woo!

And it's on now

Everybody know that it's on now (I'll be damned)

Get in the zone now

Ohh, no, no, no (I'll be damned)

I said it's on now

Everybody know that it's on now (I'll be damned)

Ohh, get in the zone now

Ohh, no, no, no

Everybody alive, everybody alive

Everybody that's listening to this feelin' alive

Come on now feel the vibe, come on now feel the vibe

Come on now, come on now, come on now, you gotta survive

Everybody alive, everybody alive

Everybody that's listening to this feelin' alive

Come on now feel the vibe, come on now feel the vibe

Come on now, come on now, come on now, you gotta survive

I said you gotta survive, gotta survive

Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive

Gotta survive, gotta survive (Wale though)

Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive (Yeah, RattPack, Blue Moon)

Uh, smooth criminal, Mike Jack

Throw a subliminal, put your woman in black dress

They was in Timberlands, I was reppin' them Nike boots

'Member them nights that momma couldn't come right back

I'm on the path right now, put the plight on the mic

If I write mine down, I incite my crowd

I put Solbiato down (wholetime, wholetime!)

Used to go to Mark Twain, Mo County co-signed me

Got many flows that any ho would vouch for

I got many foes cause many hoes be out for

Had the Penny Foams, remember those was copper

Had so many homies talkin' 'bout, "How you got those?"

I'm Phil Knight in real life, I'm real Nike

It's flight club in my house, they not like me

More than likely they ain't got the heart to fight me

It's a lie, somebody seein' me needs some Visine, yeah

Let me let it breathe

Saint Laurent level, weather never worry me

I'm well aware they be wildin’ when they talkin' me

They bitches in the ballot but whenever I be on the scene, oh

Hammers in the Uber, I be limousine though

Diamonds lookin' fluke but I got the same glow

And I got a juice back around the way though

My chain like a penguin's Pellegrino (woo!)

We cold, we cold

Used to be in LakeForest with the Kobe fro

Eddie Bauer coat, Foams and a load of dope

Boat load of white hoes I sold it to nigga

I was tryna survive, tryna survive

I was tryna survive, yeah, yeah

I was tryna provide, I was tryna survive

I put it down every time

Got some niggas alive, I got some niggas that not

Pour a little of brown liquor and look in the sky

Been the talk of the town, nigga, Virginia, Maryland

Did it all for the capital, hope you haven't forgot

Hoes love me a lot, niggas hate me a lil

Anybody can hear me for real give me they props

Hookin' up with a couple models, nobody's gon' try to play us

The motto is get your paper and make you a lot

Pulling up with the Young Sinatra, I'm looking like Sammy Davis

The MGM or the Vegas to shake up the rocks

And the Stadium poppin', the Palladium poppin'

It's a fifty a place nigga, she thinkin' about it

I'll be damned

And it's on now

Everybody know that it's on now (I'll be damned)

Get in the zone now

Ohh, no, no, no (I'll be damned)

I said it's on now

Everybody know that it's on now (I'll be damned)

Ohh, get in the zone now

Ohh, no, no, no

Everybody alive, everybody alive

Everybody that's listening to this feeling alive

Come on now feel the vibe, come on now feel the vibe

Come on now, come on now, come on now, you gotta survive

Everybody alive, everybody alive

Everybody that's listening to this feeling alive

Come on now feel the vibe, come on now feel the vibe

Come on now, come on now, come on now, you gotta survive

I said you gotta survive, gotta survive

Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive

Gotta survive, gotta survive

Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive

Uh, woo, goddammit, I'm back at it

Never out of breath like an asthmatic, I done had it

For this shit, I'm an addict, back in Maryland livin' in the attic

Flowin' erratic, bringin' the static, bustin' like an automatic

I'm badder than the baddest and madder than the maddest

My flow the fattest, hotter than a desert in Nevada

None of the badder, fuck all the chitter and chatter, none of it matter

Pull the trigger and listen to the pitter and patter, let 'em shatter

'Cause I'm rippin' and livin' and strivin', the killer

The Ripper, he callin', we'll go and he'll flow and you know

He pursuin' it, doin' it, movin' it, groovin' it, stoppin' it, rockin' it

Talkin' it, walkin' it, flippin' it, rippin' it, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Goddammit, I'm back at it

Never outta breath like an asthmatic, I done had it

For this shit, I'm an addict, back in Maryland livin' in the static

Flowin' erratic, bringin' the static, bustin' like an automatic

I'm badder than the baddest and madder than the maddest

My flow the fattest, hotter than a desert in Nevada

None of the badder, fuck all the chitter and chatter, none of it matter

Pull the trigger and listen for the pitter patter, let 'em shatter

I'm rippin' and livin' and strivin' the killer

The Ripper, he call and we'll go and he flow and you know

He pursuin' it, doin' it, movin' it, groovin' it, stoppin' it, rockin' it

Talkin' it, walkin' it, flippin' it, rippin' it, no motherfuckin' script, no

I'm rippin' and livin', strivin' the killer

Ripper, he callin', we'll go and he flow

Listen, rippin' and livin' and strivin' the killer, the-

Alright, we gon' do this one more time (Listen listen)

I'm rippin' and livin' and strivin', the killer

The Ripper, he call and we'll go and he flow and you know

He pursuin' it, doin' it, movin' it, groovin' it, stoppin' it, rockin' it, talkin' it, walkin' it

Flippin' it, rippin' it, no mother to fuck up his script, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

This what we gon' do right now

I'ma test my syllable ability, you know what I'm sayin'?

I like to call this shit my syllability

I've been sippin' on this tequila right now

This one of the last songs we recording for this motherfucker

So I'ma really gonna go off on y'all right now

We gon' do this shit in one breath, alright?

This ain't no bullshit, this ain't-, nah, nah, nah, nah

This ain't no editin', we gon' do it like this

Are y'all ready? (Yeah)

No, no, no, no, are y'all ready? (Yeah!)

I'm rippin' and livin' and strivin' to kill it

The Ripper, he'll call and we'll go and he flow and you know

He pursuin' it, doin' it, movin' it, groovin' it

Stoppin' it, rockin' it, talkin' it, walkin' it

Flippin' it, rippin' it

Like the motherfuckin' script and I'm ready to go

When I buy it then break it, roll it (Daaaaaamn!)

Then lick it and smoke it, choke on it later, yeah

Slicin' emcees like Darth Vader

Decapitate a hater the second I spit it

Say hell yeah (Hell yeah!)

Say hell yeah (Hell yeah!)

Say hell yeah (Hell yeah!)

Say hell yeah (Hell yeah!)

Say hell yeah

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