100's (feat. Chief Keef & A.E.)

Lyrics

Countin' hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
 Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
 Runnin' through the set, runnin' up a check, runnin' through the bag
 Countin' hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
 Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceat hold too tightly, yeah
 
 I believe in you and in our hearts we know the truth
 And I believe in love and the darker it gets, the more I do
 Try and fill us with your hate and we will shine a light
 And the days will become endless and never, and never turn to night
 And never, and never turn to night
 Then it's just too much, I cannot get you close enough
 A hundred arms, a hundred years, you can always find me here
 And Lord, don't let it break this, let me hold it lightly
 Give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly
 ♪
 We have no need to fight
 We raise our voices and let our hearts take flight
 Get higher than those planes can fly
 Where the stars do not take sides
 Then it's just too much, I cannot get you close enough
 A hundred arms, a hundred years, you can always find me here
 And Lord, don't let it break this, let me hold it lightly
 Give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly
 And then it's just too much, the streets, they still run with blood
 A hundred arms, a hundred years, you can always find me here
 And Lord, don't let it break this, let me hold it lightly
 Give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly
 I let him sleep, and as he does
 My held breath fills the room with love
 Hurts in ways I can't describe
 My heart bends and breaks so many, many times
 And is born again with each sunrise
 And is born again with each sunrise
 ♪
 Funerals were held all over the city
 The youth bleeding in the square
 And women raged as old men fumbled and cried
 "We're sorry, we thought you didn't care, oh"
 And how does it feel now you've scratched the itch
 How does it feel?
 And pulled out all your stitches
 Hubris is a bitch
 A hundred arms, a hundred years
 A hundred arms, a hundred years
 And then it's just too much, the streets, they still run with blood
 A hundred arms, a hundred years, you can always find me here
 And Lord, don't let it break this, let me hold it lightly
 Give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly, yeah
 
 I believe in you and in our hearts we know the truth
 And I believe in love and the darker it gets, the more I do
 Try and fill us with your hate and we will shine a light
 And the days will become endless and never, and never turn to night
 And never, and never turn to night
 Then it's just too much, I cannot get you close enough
 A hundred arms, a hundred years, you can always find me here
 And Lord, don't let it break this, let me hold it lightly
 Give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly
 ♪
 We have no need to fight
 We raise our voices and let our hearts take flight
 Get higher than those planes can fly
 Where the stars do not take sides
 Then it's just too much, I cannot get you close enough
 A hundred arms, a hundred years, you can always find me here
 And Lord, don't let it break this, let me hold it lightly
 Give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly
 And then it's just too much, the streets, they still run with blood
 A hundred arms, a hundred years, you can always find me here
 And Lord, don't let it break this, let me hold it lightly
 Give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly
 I let him sleep, and as he does
 My held breath fills the room with love
 Hurts in ways I can't describe
 My heart bends and breaks so many, many times
 And is born again with each sunrise
 And is born again with each sunrise
 ♪
 Funerals were held all over the city
 The youth bleeding in the square
 And women raged as old men fumbled and cried
 "We're sorry, we thought you didn't care, oh"
 And how does it

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03:54
Tempo
107 BPM

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