Sean Brown - 100 Thousand lyrics

rate me

Been hardly getting any props every time an album drops

Jealousy done got ‘em blocked, my style custom, there’s a stop

No, I do not think I’ll part but I’mma have this where I shot

When you dig up all my crashes like you should’ve been on top

Grind don’t stop, I ain’t punching out the clock

I don’t even think about it, just keep going, that’s the plot

You gonna learn one thing about a nigga

You gonna learn one thing about a nigga

Yo, this is for my real ones, put your hands up

I said this is for my real ones who don’t give a fuck

How we going, make it to the next day, I don’t know

I ain’t worry about a hoe, got my mind on my flow

More concerned in the studio than pulling off her clothes

And my bank account need at least a few more zeroes

Headed for the ground, I crash and I bounce

Shout out to the fake niggas that I thought had my back

Pressure build diamonds, well I’mma keep shining

So damn bright, all these haters get blinded

And not just skippy minding every time I get cut off

I need to go harder than …

Success is more than money ‘cause with it it brings just that

They like, “Sean Brown, please bring back the boom back”

But every time I rap that I’m like, “Where are my check at?”

But every time I rap that

It’s like I had to become a machine, I had to stop being lazy

And I learned real fast that the key is consistency

Work, work, work, work