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Big Sean feat Kendrick Lamaer & Royce 5'9 Lyrics


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Ay, ay

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, handle dope Barry Manilow
The game a bitch but at times she sweet as cantaloupe
Hit the road, key of coke in the manifold
Triple beam dreams with a trunk full of scattered clothes
Japanese denim, down south numbers
Hit it once trust it'll make a fat fiend stumble
Do the speed limit, all gold shoes
Call 'em penny loafers, they a pretty penny too
I'm tipping strippers but I call it penny pinchin'
She told me shit but I could get her titties lifted
My new crib got it's own city limit
Motherfucker got his own city in it
Blue marble on the floor
Where the salt water
I'm the boss this player holes like a golf course

(Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money)
Just a bittersweet symphony

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 gesundheit could make a whole city sneeze
Walk the mud jungle where they grinded out the leaves
So they swarm to my honeycomb, hide out for the bees
You know what this sounds like
Money countin' sound bytes
Machine gun fire
Name ringin' through like the town like
Church bells ringin'
Know where he was found like?
Colombian necktie over hospital gown, right
She live on her knees
I live in a condo in the trees
The air's a little thinner that I breathe
Iron Man Audi, let the top strip tease
My life is slow motion but the watch screamin' freeze
Yughck, young nigga gettin' money
The feds dragged neck, 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

And they gon' risk a hundred lives
So they could rock a hundred whites
The guests look like a hundred lights
Man when blade down 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
Got her for cheap, a better price
My nigga keep that low key, Barry White
And don't worry 'bout the info
From where they ride Pintos, couldn't afford Enzos
'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 shit, I send 'em door by door
Made for the Snow White life, four by fours my nigga

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

Overall Meaning

In the song "100 Keys", Big Sean talks about the drug trade and crime in the big city. He explains that in his neighborhood, everyone is involved in getting money by doing the wrong things. He mentions that in his city, they "push a hundred keys", which in this context means they sell drugs, and the sound of those keys represents the sound of achieving success through such means. The chorus emphasizes the fact that young people are involved in this kind of lifestyle, and the symphony that sounds bittersweet represents how they know it is wrong, but they still do it for the money.


Rick Ross and Pusha T also contribute their verses to the song. Ross talks about the drug trade and how he manages it, with his "triple beam dreams" and trunk full of "scattered clothes". He brags about his lifestyle, with his "Japanese denim" and "gold shoes". Pusha T continues with the theme of the drug trade, mentioning "hundred keys" and bragging about how he can afford anything he wants, from buying girls to living in a luxury condo.


Overall, "100 Keys" is a song that talks about the struggles and accomplishments of street life in the big city, emphasizing the fact that people are willing to do wrong things to get ahead.


Line by Line Meaning

Ay, ay
Introduction


I'm from a big city
I come from a large urban area.


Tryna make a living
Striving to earn a livelihood.


Come to my hood
Visit my neighborhood.


Everybody get it
Anyone can come here and obtain what they seek.


And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
People will do anything for money, making immoral acts seem justifiable.


Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
In my area, they sell many drugs, particularly cocaine. It's as if every sound signifies a drug deal.


Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money
Many young people are making money selling drugs.


Just a bittersweet symphony
This is a combination of good and bad situations, creating a bittersweet experience.


I play these keys, handle dope Barry Manilow
I'm selling cocaine; it's as if I'm playing piano keys. My clientele includes a lot of people, similar to how Barry Manilow's music is renowned.


The game a bitch but at times she sweet as cantaloupe
The drug dealing business can be rough, but it has some sweet moments too.


Hit the road, key of coke in the manifold
We take cocaine in the car's manifold and drive it to our intended destination.


Triple beam dreams with a trunk full of scattered clothes
We dream about making enough money to be able to afford a triple beam balance. We also store our clothes haphazardly in the car's trunk.


Japanese denim, down south numbers
I wear Japanese denim jeans while dealing drugs from the southern United States.


Hit it once trust it'll make a fat fiend stumble
Our drugs are so potent that one hit is enough to make even a heavy drug user fall.


Do the speed limit, all gold shoes
We drive at the legal speed, and I wear shoes made from a considerable amount of gold to display my wealth.


Call 'em penny loafers, they a pretty penny too
My loafers are expensive, and despite the nickname 'penny,' they cost a lot.


I'm tipping strippers but I call it penny pinchin'
I leave tips for the strippers, but I act as though it's a small payment.


She told me shit but I could get her titties lifted
A woman has shared her worries with me, but I could offer her a chance of breast implant surgery.


My new crib got its own city limit
My new home is so vast that it's like it's a city, a private place within a city's limits.


Motherfucker got his own city in it
The home belongs to me, and I consider it my kingdom.


Blue marble on the floor Where the salt water
The floor has blue marble tiles, symbolizing the ocean.


I'm the boss this player holes like a golf course
I have power and influence over people, much like how a golf course's owner can do pretty much whatever they want.


(Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money) Just a bittersweet symphony
Repetition of earlier line


One hundred keys One hundred please
We're selling hundreds of keys of cocaine.


My gesundheit could make a whole city sneeze
If I sneeze, it could travel so far as to reach a whole city. This is a metaphor indicative of my power and influence.


Walk the mud jungle where they grinded out the leaves
I walked through a muddy place where people have harvested leaves for drug processing.


So they swarm to my honeycomb, hide out for the bees
People come to me to get products, and they will hide at my location like bees swarm around a beekeeper's hive.


You know what this sounds like Money countin' sound bytes
The sound of money being counted sounds like a certain number of bytes on a computer.


Machine gun fire Name ringin' through like the town like
We are doing so well that gunshots are the only sound, and everyone knows our name.


Church bells ringin' Know where he was found like?
Gunshots sound like church bells in our area, and everyone knows the location people have been shot.


Colombian necktie over hospital gown, right
We are killers, and our target's nece is slit to create a gruesome display, similar to how a Colombian ties their necktie. Afterwards, the victim's in the hospital and wearing a hospital gown.


She live on her knees I live in a condo in the trees
She makes money by performing oral sex, and I live in a luxurious home high enough to be like a condo nestled within the branches of trees.


The air's a little thinner that I breathe
I'm so high that it feels like the air is thinner to breathe.


Iron Man Audi, let the top strip tease
I own an Audi R8 (Iron Man's car) and let the convertible roof down like a strip tease.


My life is slow-motion but the watch screamin' freeze
I'm living my life in slow-motion, but my watch is still working and symbolizing time moving forward.


Yughck, young nigga gettin' money
Sound effect followed by repetition of earlier line.


The feds dragged neck, couldn't take nothin' from me
The authorities tried to apprehend me, but they were unsuccessful in confiscating my goods.


The decoy car is a crash test dummy
We leave a car as a decoy, but it was designed to be in a car crash so that even if the law enforcement catches it, it would be worthless to them.


What follows is a hundred of 'em wrapped like a mummy
We hid our real product in a hundred cars, wrapped in a way resembling mummies, so even if the authorities do catch one, it wouldn't lead them to the real product.


I'm from a big city
Reiteration of earlier line.


Tryna make a living
Reiteration of earlier line.


Come to my hood
Reiteration of earlier line.


Everybody get it
Reiteration of earlier line.


And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
Reiteration of earlier line.


Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Reiteration of earlier line.


Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money
Reiteration of earlier line.


Just a bittersweet symphony
Reiteration of earlier line.


And they gon' risk a hundred lives
Drug dealers may take the risk of many lives for drugs.


So they could rock a hundred whites
Drug users may take a risk of their lives to indulge in hundred doses of cocaine.


The guests look like a hundred lights
The drug users look so ecstatic that they resemble vibrant bright sparkles.


Man when blade down my city, cried a hundred nights
Violence is so common in my city that when revolvers are heard 'blading,' people living here may cry so many times it's innumerable.


Yeah I got a main girl, but I done hit a hundred types
I have a girlfriend, yet I've slept with many women.


Every wrong I do, I'm stayin' tryna do a hundred rights
For every misdeed, I'm also doing a hundred potentially good things to balance it out.


Got her for cheap, a better price
I didn't have to spend much money to surround myself with good people.


My nigga keep that low key, Barry White
My friend stays low-key, like Barry White's deep voice.


And don't worry 'bout the info From where they ride Pintos, couldn't afford Enzos
You don't have to worry about people telling the truth, because they don't have reliable information. Also, their lifestyle isn't wealthy enough to have nice cars like an Enzo; they can only afford Pintos.


'Cause everybody know, keys open doors (keys-keys open doors) But bricks open windows
Everyone knows that drug dealers can open doors with their keys, providing them access. However, an abundance of bricks can open windows, meaning that many drugs can put a house's windows or glass to breaking point to force entry.


Countin' a hundred hundreds, more by more
We have large amounts of money, and we're counting a hundred hundred-dollar bills at a time.


Built this form the tile up, floor by floor
My luxury came from gradually securing it bit by bit.


Talk shit, I send 'em door by door
If someone speaks badly about me, they will face severe consequences.


Made for the Snow White life, four by fours my nigga
My four-by-four car that's built for living in complete luxury is like Snow White's in paradise.




Lyrics Β© Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, ST MUSIC LLC, THE ADMINISTRATION MP, INC.
Written by: TERRENCE THORNTON, WILLIAM ROBERTS, SEAN ANDERSON, BRIAN DENNING WRIGHT, HILTON WRIGHT

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LYRICS:

[Big Sean, James Fauntleroy]
As I look up to the sky
Thought about a hundred 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 hundred 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 hundred things to do before I die

[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
All 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]
As I look up to the sky
Thought about a hundred 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 hundred 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 hundred things to do before I die

If I just stop breathin’, even though I got all this muthafuckin’ money
Wont keep my heart beatin’
Just don’t let me die
Wake me up
You can’t catch me dreamin’
Bout all of this muthafuckin’ money
Cocaine rush, I’m speedin’
Cocaine rush…

[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, thats why you see our sick style yeah
Crackhouse flow with a pit downstairs
Momma happy at me, daddy happy at me
The baddest chick is yonking, imagine this yapping at me
5 years ago I was in tears in the back of a paddy wagon
Now I’m Cali swaggin’
My nigga listen, I’m over the fame
You number 1, I’m 23, my mission is take over the game
You rollin’ with lames, we aint rollin’ the same
I’m the best out in this muthafucker
If I could get a check 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 ya kids, I ain't giving yo ass no respect
(Sean, I love you my nigga, I’m out)

[Hook]

[Kendrick Lamar]
I gotta break ya fuckin’ heart
I gotta climb these fuckin’ charts (I gotta climb)
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 with plenty of Carne Asada (I gotta)
I gotta find me a wife to elope (I gotta)
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 β€˜em turn inside they grave
I can easily pretend like yall, but thats 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 scrutinise how I feel ask God if those polls important
The end is near!

[Hook]

Listen to my song "You Can't Guard Me"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tKqS3viLBQA



All comments from YouTube:

@stonedphilosopherza4915

β€˜If you ain’t living your life for your kids, I ain’t giving your ass no respect’- well said Royce

@noirczar5280

Royce murdered this πŸ₯Ά

@prof3ssor178

They all did..

@nithinthej6613

True. But Royce put that distance with the wisdom bars frfr

@no.2261

Big Sean, Fauntleroy, Royce Da 5’9, Kendrick Lamar.. What a time to be alive.

@andrewp.stewart4585

Sean, Royce, and Kendrick all in one song together…?! Yes, please!

@venheartzeil3070

Came out 10 years ago though

@j-edgemusicpromotion

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@jahlilausar

@Ven Heartzeil it still came out tho

@raymondkays

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