Keep It 100 - Maino, Bre-Z

I could keep it one hundred but y’all don’t feel me though

I tried to be a man, but these streets turned me to a nigga though

And these streets is all I know

This Hennessy and weed is all I know

But tell me how can I come back from it?

Or tell me how do I react to it?

Hey God what is it you asked from me?

This ain’t what I wanted

Oh no, this ain’t what I wanted still

I tried to give you what you wanted

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Uh, look, will I die before I see forever?

I wanna fly, do I need propellers?

I tried but I thought bein' a G was better

They say I’m like Pac in the streets for niggas

Now who would think that I receive a sentence?

Ran out my mama’s house and became a legend

Battle scars, jail bars seem scary

Prayin' to a black god, do you hear me?

Shots flyin', niggas duckin', shawty hit though

It’s my fault, I’m the one that she was with yo

Past hauntin' me, the devil keep tauntin' me

Sorry mama, know that this ain’t what you wanted from me

I know you hurtin' when they blame me

Wish they’d have told me this would flame me

So now I draw my pain in them painkillers

Damn, guess this what the game get you

I could keep it one hundred but y’all don’t feel me though

I tried to be a man, but these streets turned me to a nigga though

And these streets is all I know

This Hennessy and weed is all I know

But tell me how can I come back from it?

Or tell me how do I react to it?

Hey God what is it you asked from me?

This ain’t what I wanted

Oh no, this ain’t what I wanted still

I tried to give you what you wanted

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Last year I watched my lil homies turn haters

Same ones that I raised, now they got the vapors

Lost friends, gained brothers, let it fall apart

It’s all material, Ricky lost my Audemar (still love him)

Love and loyalty, thugs gon' relate to me

'Cause black males in the country feel the same pain

Yeah, back and forth, going through the drama

She hate me, that’s a text from my daughter’s mama (why?)

Tryna' find peace but all I found was liquor

Fell asleep drunk, woke up with a different stripper

Jesus piece swinging as I battle demons

All I wanted was the money, fame wasn’t needed

Had a friend that used to tell me life is what you make it

Said you can’t enjoy life unless you fully taste it

Then they found him with some holes in him

I can still hear him screamin' nigga go get 'em

I could keep it one hundred but y’all don’t feel me though

I tried to be a man, but these streets turned me to a nigga though

And these streets is all I know

This Hennessy and weed is all I know

But tell me how can I come back from it?

Or tell me how do I react to it?

Hey God what is it you asked from me?

This ain’t what I wanted

Oh no, this ain’t what I wanted still

I tried to give you what you wanted

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Niggas tryna eat off my plate

Gotta-gotta-gotta worry every day

Sucker-sucker-sucker ass niggas can relate

Yeah, sucker ass niggas can relate

Niggas tryna eat off my plate

Gotta-gotta-gotta worry every day

Sucker-sucker-sucker ass niggas can relate

Yeah, sucker ass niggas can relate