Listen to 100 Keys song with lyrics from Big Sean

100 Keys

Big Sean14 Jun 2011

100 Keys Lyrics

Big sean - 100 Keys

 

I'm from a big city

Tryna make a living

Come to my hood

Everybody get it

And for that paper all the wrong things sound right

Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like

 

Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like

Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money

Just a bittersweet symphony

I play these keys like a d**e Barry Manilow

They get a b**ch for that time, she speaks kinda low

Hit the roadkill coke and the manifo

Triple beam dreams with a trunk full of scattered clothes

Japanese denim, down south numbers

Hittin' once trusted partners, make a fat fiend stumble

Through the speed limit, on goes shoes

Call 'em penny loafers, they a pretty penny too

I'm tennis shrivels but I call it penny pinchin'

She told me sh*t but I could get her titties lifted

My new crib got it's own city limit

Motherf**ker got his own city in it

Blue bottle on the floor

Plenty soft water

A hundred boss on the flow

Plenty hoes like a fourth quarter

(Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money)

Just a bittersweet symphony

I'm from a big city

Tryna make a living

Come to my hood

Everybody get it

And for that paper all the wrong things sound right

Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like

 

Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like

Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money

Just a bittersweet symphony

One hundred keys

One hundred please

My gazuntite could make a whole city sneeze

Walk the mud jungle where they grinded out the leaves

So they swarm to my honeycomb, I am for the bees

You know what this sounds like

When he countin' out the sound bytes

But she ain't gonna fire

Name ringin' through like the town like

Church bells ringin'

Know where he was found like?

Colombian necktie in a hospital, damn right

She live on her knees

I live in a condo in the trees

The air's a little thinner than I breathe

Iron Man Audi, let the top strip tease

My life is slow motion but the watch hittin' freeze

Yeah, young ni**a gettin' money

The feds dragged me, couldn't take nothin' from me

The decoy car is a crash test dummy

What follows is a hundred of 'em wrapped like a mummy

I'm from a big city

Tryna make a living

Come to my hood

Everybody get it

And for that paper all the wrong things sound right

Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like

 

Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like

Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money

Just a bittersweet symphony

Do it

And they gon' risk a hundred lives

So they could rock a hundred whites

The guests look like a hundred lights

Man when playin' dumb, my city cried a hundred nights

Yeah I got a main girl, but I done hit a hundred types

Every wrong I do, I'm stayin' tryna do a hundred rights

God of a G, a better price

My ni**a keep that low key, Barry White

And don't worry 'bout the info

From where they ride Pintos, couldn't afford Benzos

'Cause everybody know,

Keys open doors (keys-keys open doors)

But bricks open windows

Countin' a hundred hundreds, more by more

Built this form the tile up, floor by floor

Talk sh*t, I send 'em door by door

Made for the Snow White life, four by four

I'm from a big city

Tryna make a living

Come to my hood

Everybody get it

And for that paper all the wrong things sound right

Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like

 

Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like

Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money

Just a bittersweet symphony