100 lyrics

[Hook]

As I look up to the sky

Thought about a 100 things to do before I die

Hit all the girls I want and make sure my niggas right

And my family live that life

As I look up to the sky

Thought about a 100 things to do before I die

Wonderin’ if I could live it all in one life

Cause it could all end in one night

As I look up to the sky

I thought about a 100 things to do before I die

[Verse 1: Big Sean]

Couple niggas on the hitlist and bitches on a different type

Same shit different nights, till I live a different life

Sean you looking tired, damn homie that’s all

I’ve been stressin’ so hard I’m surprised I ain't going bald

Haters praying I fall, move back in with my moms

Take online classes and turn back into ya’ll, hatin’

I guess they want your lights out when you the plug

Niggas wanna catch you slippin like they pulled the rug

From where they move the drugs, Buddha love

Niggas sleepin with that mac and I ain't talkin’ bout computer love

Owe the wrong people you a price tag

Now you pray to God hoping that you got a Christ tag

Make it where I’m from, stay who I become

Time to raise hell, Satan ain't my son

Taking elevators straight up out the slums to a penthouse view

And have the fam there too

[Hook]

[Bridge: James Fauntleroy]

If I just stop breathing

Even though I got all this muthafucking money

Won't keep my heart beating

Just don’t wake me up

Don't wake me up

You can’t catch me dreaming

Bout all of this muthafucking money

Cocaine rush, I’m speeding

Cocaine rush

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"]

I’m just a Detroit nigga, nothing extra about me

I go extra hard at the first second you doubt me

I strive for perfection at the same time

I’m accepting the fact that there’ll never be nothing perfect about me

Shit, I’m just waiting on a win

Come up with better hooks

The hoes’ll take it on the chin

We are 6 mile bred

That's why you see our sick style yeah

Crackhouse flow with a pit downstairs

Momma happy at me, Daddy happy at me

The baddest chicks' y'all can imagine is chatty yapping at me

5 years ago I was in tears in the back of a paddy wagon

Now I’m Cali swagging, my nigga listen, I’m over the fame

You number 1, I’m number 23, my mission is take over the game

You rollin’ with lames, we ain't rolling the same

I’m the best out in this muthafucker

If I could get a cheque out of this muthafucka

Big enough to set my kids up for life

I could check out of this muthafucka with no regrets

If you ain't living your life for your kids

I ain't giving yo ass no respect

Sean I love you my nigga, I’m out

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]

I gotta break your fucking heart

I gotta climb these fucking charts

I gotta do something that’s innovative

Creative just to create a legacy before death do us part

I gotta spend one summer in Tijuana with Tia and Tia’s momma

Breakfast in bed is head with plenty of Carne Asada

I gotta find me a wife to elope

I got a fine, cause I ain't wanna vote, I promise

I know the history of those who died for the rights for me to survive

But those who lied to the minority will make em turn inside they grave

I can easily pretend like y'all but that's not me

I gotta spread the truth even when the truth can hurt the youth

Need to know every detail about this Earth

The devil controls it

So before you scrutinize how I feel

Ask God if them polls important

The end is near

[Hook]