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歌手：J. Cole 专辑：The Off-Season
作词 : J. Cole
作曲 : J. Cole
How come he ain't even gettin' to his prime?
Still gettin' better after all this time
These say that they killers, they lyin'
Only thing I see 'em killin' is time
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
Never pay to rot, never said a lot, only what need to be said
Got a little guap, when you get a lot, all them just leavе you on read
Don't push me,my feet on the lеdge, this game is like follow the leader
If you lookin' closely enough, then you'll see that I'm lit
The moves that I made, the people I fed, the evil I ducked
They minds is two feet, but they lean on they crutch
I'm bleedin' from fightin' my demons head-on
When I get the feat, they believe I get up
I come from a city where ain't heard of until they popped in my first CD, now look
I'm on a Mount Rushmore, you can't front no more, on arena to fee my show up
Wish I got it ringin' like freedom, I ducked
[?] fell out my cup, them bullets fly by, that should sober you up
I'm proud of my, they never switched up
Don't care if it's Michael B. Jordan that's calling my woman, the ****? She ain't never gon' pick up
Sadly, I can't say the same for you
Couple of dollars be changin' you, I pray for you, but
How come a gettin' into his prime?
Still gettin' better after all this time
These say that they killers, they lyin'
Only thing I see 'em killin' is time
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the, uh
It's not 'bout the money, it's more about time
shit makes it sweet, you see how I spent mine
Burst through the ceiling, I'm feeling sublimed
Can't leave the game, yeah, I feel like Lebron
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the, uh
How come a gettin' into his prime?
Still gettin' better after all this time
These say that they killers, they lyin'
Only thing I see 'em killin' is time
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
Ooh, one hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
作曲 : J. Cole
How come he ain't even gettin' to his prime?
Still gettin' better after all this time
These say that they killers, they lyin'
Only thing I see 'em killin' is time
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
Never pay to rot, never said a lot, only what need to be said
Got a little guap, when you get a lot, all them just leavе you on read
Don't push me,my feet on the lеdge, this game is like follow the leader
If you lookin' closely enough, then you'll see that I'm lit
The moves that I made, the people I fed, the evil I ducked
They minds is two feet, but they lean on they crutch
I'm bleedin' from fightin' my demons head-on
When I get the feat, they believe I get up
I come from a city where ain't heard of until they popped in my first CD, now look
I'm on a Mount Rushmore, you can't front no more, on arena to fee my show up
Wish I got it ringin' like freedom, I ducked
[?] fell out my cup, them bullets fly by, that should sober you up
I'm proud of my, they never switched up
Don't care if it's Michael B. Jordan that's calling my woman, the ****? She ain't never gon' pick up
Sadly, I can't say the same for you
Couple of dollars be changin' you, I pray for you, but
How come a gettin' into his prime?
Still gettin' better after all this time
These say that they killers, they lyin'
Only thing I see 'em killin' is time
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the, uh
It's not 'bout the money, it's more about time
shit makes it sweet, you see how I spent mine
Burst through the ceiling, I'm feeling sublimed
Can't leave the game, yeah, I feel like Lebron
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the, uh
How come a gettin' into his prime?
Still gettin' better after all this time
These say that they killers, they lyin'
Only thing I see 'em killin' is time
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
Ooh, one hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
