100
Drake Game Lyrics


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Niggas called me to set you up
Want me to come and wet you up
'Cause you a out of town
Nigga like Biggie heard about the shit with Diddy
So I came through to vest you up
And I got a vest for 40, a vest for Hush
A vest for every nigga with an owl on his chest and what
I got LA unified, you're better off committing suicide
Teachers ain't testin' us
See I know how it feel to be platinum plus
Niggas is jealous of you so they try to wrap you up
Tat you up, but it's OVO blood money
Nigga catch these bullets like he catch the bus
Dark fame is a mothafucka
Do a nigga four favors, when you can’t do the fifth
How soon they forget?
Run up on you at your granny's house
Leave you lyin' like Fif'
How a nigga supposed to love you niggas?
Heart beatin' fast when I dap and when I hug you niggas
Dre told me not to trust you niggas
Your energy off, you're finicky, I rush you niggas
Just walk around the crib like
Why a nigga can’t live? Get this money, fuck these bitches though
Thinkin' 'bout the beef like
We can pass these motherfuckin' straps like a physical
This my city, nigga everybody know it
Ridin' 'round town, just me and my four pound
Tucked in my Tom Fords, hopin' I ain't gotta show it
LA niggas be the craziest, these niggas do some shady shit
Niggas'll run up on your car, catch you off guard
Like the Lil Wayne and Baby shit, 40, I'm fucked up

Y'all better not come to my studio with that fake shit
Y'all better not come to my funeral with that fake shit
Y'all better off realizing there's nothin' that y'all could do wit' me
All I ever asked is keep it 8 more than 92 with me, 100, yeah, 100
All I ever asked is 100, yeah, 100
All I ever asked is 100

Thank me later, thanks for nothin'
Thanks for bluffin'
Thank you so, so much for wearing your true colors to every single fuckin' function
Had niggas tell me to my face how we were family
And how they love me, while they was skimmin' off the budget
Now, when I see 'em, they the ones that's actin' funny
People been reachin' out to me
And I'm on some straight unresponsive shit
I would have so many friends
If I didn't have money, respect and accomplishments
I would have so many friends
If I held back the truth and I just gave out compliments
I would have all of your fans if I didn't go pop
And I stayed on some conscious shit
I would have so many more friends
If I lost my success and my confidence
I'm in the club every time that they play the competition
If they even play the competition and I seen the response they get
Nobody's even hearin' it, on top of the pyramid
Might go to Jamaica, disappear again
My circle got so small that it's a period, sayin' to myself

Y'all better not come to my studio with that fake shit
Y'all better not come to my funeral with that fake shit
Y'all better off realizing there's nothin' that y'all could do wit' me
All I ever asked is keep it 8 more than 92 with me, 100, yeah, 100
All I ever asked is 100, yeah, 100
All I ever asked is 100

Miss 4 Cent, that was my real nigga
Held a nigga down since he was a lil' nigga
If he was still alive, he would kill niggas
He was Lil Snupe, I was Meek Mill, nigga
Know how it feel when you're missin' your nigga though
Can't think so you roll up that indigo
Stressin' while drivin' down Figueroa
Blowin' kush clouds until his ghost is in my Ghost, damn
Make a real nigga wanna give his life to God like, "Here it go"
Screamin' Frog's name at the clouds, they don't hear me though
Guess they too busy with 2Pac and Biggie though
You niggas don't feel me though
That was on Suge's watch, I'll take Suge's watch
You dissin' Drizzy, that's cool but don't come to my city though
Not even to H-Town
So underground that I gotta be a trill nigga
Strapped up from the waist down
That's word to Pimp C, J Prince is my real nigga
Shit was so simple when Henchman was out
He had a young nigga right there with Meech
So happy when Bleu Davinci got out
We came up on these California streets
LA niggas be the craziest, these niggas do some shady shit
Niggas'll run up on your car, catch you off guard
Like the Lil Wayne and Baby shit
Got a nigga confused, but why a nigga gotta choose?
Don't even matter dawg 'cause I'ma always be a real nigga
Always be a real nigga
I never learned how to be nothin' but a real nigga

Y'all better not come to my studio with that fake shit
Y'all better not come to my funeral with that fake shit
Y'all better off realizing there's nothin' that y'all could do wit' me
All I ever asked is keep it 8 more than 92 with me, 100, yeah, 100




All I ever asked is 100, yeah, 100
All I ever asked is 100

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Drake and Game's "100" are a reflection of the complex relationships between rappers in the music industry. The theme of betrayal and lack of loyalty runs throughout the song, with Game recalling the times when he had to "vest up" to protect fellow rappers but being let down by those same individuals. The lyrics also touch on the struggles that come with success and how it can change relationships, making it hard to trust even those closest to you.


Furthermore, Drake's verse seems to address the issue of fake friends and the pressure to keep up appearances in the industry. He talks about how people have changed towards him since he became successful and how he has to constantly watch out for those who might not have his best interests at heart. He also acknowledges the need for honesty and authenticity, stating that he would rather have people be truthful with him instead of just giving compliments.


Overall, "100" is a powerful commentary on the realities of the rap industry and the challenges that come with it. The song sheds light on the importance of loyalty, honesty, and authenticity in maintaining relationships both in and out of the industry.


Line by Line Meaning

Niggas called me to set you up
People contacted me to plan a scheme against you


Want me to come and wet you up
They wanted me to come and harm you


'Cause you a out of town
Because you're not from here


Nigga like Biggie heard about the shit with Diddy
Someone like Biggie heard about the incident with Diddy


So I came through to vest you up
Therefore, I arrived to provide you with protective gear


And I got a vest for 40, a vest for Hush
I have a bulletproof vest for 40, a vest for Hush


A vest for every nigga with an owl on his chest and what
I also have a vest for anyone with an owl symbol on their clothing


I got LA unified, you're better off committing suicide
I have the support of the entire LA community, it's better for you to end your own life


Teachers ain't testin' us
Even the teachers can't challenge us


See I know how it feel to be platinum plus
I understand the feeling of achieving great success


Niggas is jealous of you so they try to wrap you up
People envy you, so they attempt to manipulate you


Tat you up, but it's OVO blood money
They tattoo you, but it's money earned through OVO (Drake's record label)


Nigga catch these bullets like he catch the bus
They'll catch these bullets as easily as they catch a bus


Dark fame is a mothafucka
The negative aspects of fame can be harmful


Do a nigga four favors, when you can’t do the fifth
I've done four favors for someone, but they can't return the fifth favor


How soon they forget?
How quickly they forget my past acts of kindness


Run up on you at your granny's house
They approach and confront you at your grandmother's home


Leave you lyin' like Fif'
Leave you lying on the ground like 50 Cent


How a nigga supposed to love you niggas?
How can I trust and care for you?


Heart beatin' fast when I dap and when I hug you niggas
My heart races when I greet and embrace you


Dre told me not to trust you niggas
Dr. Dre advised me not to trust you


Your energy off, you're finicky, I rush you niggas
Your vibes are negative and inconsistent, so I confront you


Just walk around the crib like
I wander around my house with thoughts


Why a nigga can’t live? Get this money, fuck these bitches though
Why can't I live my life? Focus on making money, not on women


Thinkin' 'bout the beef like
Contemplating the conflicts


We can pass these motherfuckin' straps like a physical
We can share these weapons as if they were tangible objects


This my city, nigga everybody know it
This city belongs to me, everyone is aware of it


Ridin' 'round town, just me and my four pound
Driving around the city with my firearm


Tucked in my Tom Fords, hopin' I ain't gotta show it
Concealed in my Tom Ford clothing, hoping I won't have to use it


LA niggas be the craziest, these niggas do some shady shit
People from LA are the wildest, they engage in deceitful actions


Niggas'll run up on your car, catch you off guard
They will approach your vehicle unexpectedly


Like the Lil Wayne and Baby shit
Similar to what happened between Lil Wayne and Baby (Birdman)


40, I'm fucked up
I, 40, am in a messed up state


Y'all better not come to my studio with that fake shit
Don't come to my studio with insincere behavior


Y'all better not come to my funeral with that fake shit
Don't pretend to care at my funeral


Y'all better off realizing there's nothin' that y'all could do wit' me
You should understand that you can't harm or affect me in any way


All I ever asked is keep it 8 more than 92 with me, 100, yeah, 100
All I requested is complete honesty and loyalty


Thank me later, thanks for nothin'
You can express gratitude later, but it means nothing to me


Thanks for bluffin'
Thank you for being dishonest


Thank you so, so much for wearing your true colors to every single fuckin' function
I appreciate you revealing your true intentions and character in every situation


Had niggas tell me to my face how we were family
People told me directly that we were like family


And how they love me, while they was skimmin' off the budget
And how they cared for me, while secretly taking money from the funds


Now, when I see 'em, they the ones that's actin' funny
Now, when I encounter them, they are the ones behaving strangely


People been reachin' out to me
Many people have been trying to contact me


And I'm on some straight unresponsive shit
But I'm intentionally ignoring them


I would have so many friends
I would have numerous friends


If I didn't have money, respect and accomplishments
If I didn't possess wealth, admiration, and achievements


If I held back the truth and I just gave out compliments
If I concealed the truth and only gave compliments


I would have all of your fans if I didn't go pop
I would have all the fans you have, if I didn't pursue popular music


And I stayed on some conscious shit
And if I continued making socially conscious music


I would have so many more friends
I would acquire even more friends


If I lost my success and my confidence
If I lost my achievements and self-assurance


I'm in the club every time that they play the competition
I'm present at the club whenever they play my competitors


If they even play the competition and I seen the response they get
If they even acknowledge the competition and witness the level of support they receive


Nobody's even hearin' it, on top of the pyramid
No one is paying attention to them, I'm at the pinnacle of success


Might go to Jamaica, disappear again
I might travel to Jamaica and vanish once more


My circle got so small that it's a period, sayin' to myself
My group of close friends became extremely limited, almost non-existent, and I reflect on this alone


Y'all better not come to my studio with that fake shit
Don't come to my studio with insincere behavior


Y'all better not come to my funeral with that fake shit
Don't pretend to care at my funeral


Y'all better off realizing there's nothin' that y'all could do wit' me
You should understand that you can't harm or affect me in any way


All I ever asked is keep it 8 more than 92 with me, 100, yeah, 100
All I requested is complete honesty and loyalty


All I ever asked is 100, yeah, 100
All I ever asked for is complete honesty and loyalty


All I ever asked is 100
All I've ever wanted is complete honesty and loyalty


Miss 4 Cent, that was my real nigga
Miss 4 Cent, a close friend of mine


Held a nigga down since he was a lil' nigga
Supported me since we were young


If he was still alive, he would kill niggas
If he were still alive, he would violently deal with enemies


He was Lil Snupe, I was Meek Mill, nigga
He was Lil Snupe, and I was Meek Mill


Know how it feel when you're missin' your nigga though
Understand the pain of losing someone close to you


Can't think so you roll up that indigo
Unable to think clearly, so you smoke marijuana


Stressin' while drivin' down Figueroa
Feeling anxious while driving down Figueroa street


Blowin' kush clouds until his ghost is in my Ghost, damn
Inhaling marijuana smoke until his spirit feels present with me


Make a real nigga wanna give his life to God like, 'Here it go'
Cause a genuine person to consider surrendering their life to God


Screamin' Frog's name at the clouds, they don't hear me though
Shouting Frog's name at the sky, but there is no response


Guess they too busy with 2Pac and Biggie though
Perhaps they are occupied with 2Pac and Biggie


You niggas don't feel me though
But you guys don't understand me


That was on Suge's watch, I'll take Suge's watch
That happened under Suge Knight's supervision, I'll claim Suge's watch


You dissin' Drizzy, that's cool but don't come to my city though
You're disrespecting Drake, that's fine, but don't come to my city


Not even to H-Town
Not even to Houston


So underground that I gotta be a trill nigga
So deeply involved in the streets that I have to be authentic


Strapped up from the waist down
Armed with weapons from my waist to my feet


That's word to Pimp C, J Prince is my real nigga
I swear on Pimp C's name, J Prince is my genuine friend


Shit was so simple when Henchman was out
Things were much easier when Henchman was free


He had a young nigga right there with Meech
He had a young person by his side, just like Meech


So happy when Bleu Davinci got out
Overjoyed when Bleu Davinci was released


We came up on these California streets
We grew up on the streets of California


Got a nigga confused, but why a nigga gotta choose?
I'm feeling uncertain, but why do I have to make a decision?


Don't even matter dawg 'cause I'ma always be a real nigga
It doesn't even matter because I will always remain true to myself


Thank you so, so much for wearing your true colors to every single fuckin' function
I appreciate you revealing your true intentions and character in every situation


Had niggas tell me to my face how we were family
People told me directly that we were like family


And how they love me, while they was skimmin' off the budget
And how they cared for me, while secretly taking money from the funds


Now, when I see 'em, they the ones that's actin' funny
Now, when I encounter them, they are the ones behaving strangely


People been reachin' out to me
Many people have been trying to contact me


And I'm on some straight unresponsive shit
But I'm intentionally ignoring them


I would have so many friends
I would have numerous friends


If I didn't have money, respect and accomplishments
If I didn't possess wealth, admiration, and achievements


If I held back the truth and I just gave out compliments
If I concealed the truth and only gave compliments


I would have all of your fans if I didn't go pop
I would have all the fans you have, if I didn't pursue popular music


And I stayed on some conscious shit
And if I continued making socially conscious music


I would have so many more friends
I would acquire even more friends


If I lost my success and my confidence
If I lost my achievements and self-assurance


I'm in the club every time that they play the competition
I'm present at the club whenever they play my competitors


If they even play the competition and I seen the response they get
If they even acknowledge the competition and witness the level of support they receive


Nobody's even hearin' it, on top of the pyramid
No one is paying attention to them, I'm at the pinnacle of success


Might go to Jamaica, disappear again
I might travel to Jamaica and vanish once more


My circle got so small that it's a period, sayin' to myself
My group of close friends became extremely limited, almost non-existent, and I reflect on this alone


Y'all better not come to my studio with that fake shit
Don't come to my studio with insincere behavior


Y'all better not come to my funeral with that fake shit
Don't pretend to care at my funeral


Y'all better off realizing there's nothin' that y'all could do wit' me
You should understand that you can't harm or affect me in any way


All I ever asked is keep it 8 more than 92 with me, 100, yeah, 100
All I requested is complete honesty and loyalty


All I ever asked is 100, yeah, 100
All I ever asked for is complete honesty and loyalty


All I ever asked is 100
All I've ever wanted is complete honesty and loyalty


Miss 4 Cent, that was my real nigga
Miss 4 Cent, a close friend of mine


Held a nigga down since he was a lil' nigga
Supported me since we were young


If he was still alive, he would kill niggas
If he were still alive, he would violently deal with enemies


He was Lil Snupe, I was Meek Mill, nigga
He was Lil Snupe, and I was Meek Mill


Know how it feel when you're missin' your nigga though
Understand the pain of losing someone close to you


Can't think so you roll up that indigo
Unable to think clearly, so you smoke marijuana


Stressin' while drivin' down Figueroa
Feeling anxious while driving down Figueroa street


Blowin' kush clouds until his ghost is in my Ghost, damn
Inhaling marijuana smoke until his spirit feels present with me


Make a real nigga wanna give his life to God like, 'Here it go'
Cause a genuine person to consider surrendering their life to God


Screamin' Frog's name at the clouds, they don't hear me though
Shouting Frog's name at the sky, but there is no response


Guess they too busy with 2Pac and Biggie though
Perhaps they are occupied with 2Pac and Biggie


You niggas don't feel me though
But you guys don't understand me


That was on Suge's watch, I'll take Suge's watch
That happened under Suge Knight's supervision, I'll claim Suge's watch


You dissin' Drizzy, that's cool but don't come to my city though
You're disrespecting Drake, that's fine, but don't come to my city


Not even to H-Town
Not even to Houston


So underground that I gotta be a trill nigga
So deeply involved in the streets that I have to be authentic


Strapped up from the waist down
Armed with weapons from my waist to my feet


That's word to Pimp C, J Prince is my real nigga
I swear on Pimp C's name, J Prince is my genuine friend


Shit was so simple when Henchman was out
Things were much easier when Henchman was free


He had a young nigga right there with Meech
He had a young person by his side, just like Meech


So happy when Bleu Davinci got out
Overjoyed when Bleu Davinci was released


We came up on these California streets
We grew up on the streets of California


Got a nigga confused, but why a nigga gotta choose?
I'm feeling uncertain, but why do I have to make a decision?


Don't even matter dawg 'cause I'ma always be a real nigga
It doesn't even matter because I will always remain true to myself


Always be a real nigga
I will always be true to myself


I never learned how to be nothin' but a real nigga
I've always only known how to be genuine


Y'all better not come to my studio with that fake shit
Don't come to my studio with insincere behavior


Y'all better not come to my funeral with that fake shit
Don't pretend to care at my funeral


Y'all better off realizing there's nothin' that y'all could do wit' me
You should understand that you can't harm or affect me in any way


All I ever asked is keep it 8 more than 92 with me, 100, yeah, 100
All I requested is complete honesty and loyalty


All I ever asked is 100, yeah, 100
All I ever asked for is complete honesty and loyalty


All I ever asked is 100
All I've ever wanted is complete honesty and loyalty




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: PEABO BRYSON, AUBREY DRAKE GRAHAM, JAYCEON TAYLOR, STANLEY BERNARD BENTON, RONALD LATOUR, CASH JONES, JOHN JULIAN

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@OfentseMwaseFilms

The Game is a Legend

@bashinmfecane7742

I'm not bugging or anything Uncle Scrooch, may I be an intern at your work.
I have the experience with the gear...I just need to sign my resume as 1 of your employees for a certain time 🙏

I just missed Drake rap on this 😄
While I was trying to get your attention.

Dope Track by The Game and Drake

@OfentseMwaseFilms

@Bashin Mfecane Send me an IG message.

@dolomite2209

God is here for 28 years.... I'ma blast this at my funeral. I seen how y'all treat people who have something and someone who pretends to have nothing. From corporate to stealing consent to medication. I know where everyone at as if it isn't hard. Y'all can't even double jump.

@PhenakiteGaming

This is such a good song/video

@isaiahramirez6402

@Bashin Mfecane e😮😢😢😮😢 5:48 aae 5:48 😮left 😢😅 😮reass

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@slackstarfish8133

This beat is still unbelievably hard. Some of the best bass work I’ve heard in a song

@connorplaut364

Ehh 🤷‍♀️

@GrindMuzic

JOHNNY JULIANO!!!

@GoGetYourShinebox

Too much bass imo

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