[Verse 1 - paul wall]

When you up, you up

And when you down, you down

But when you fall off

Just peep out who still come around

And aint too many gon' hold you down

When you down and not on ya luck

But I'ma be right by your side

Even when that road get rough

I keep it cool when the streetz iz hott

And all your friends that soon forgot

They leavin you all alone to rott

But I'll be there till you back on top

I'm down wit ya wit no strings

No matter what, one hundred im willin to feed

Im gettin that paper to feed my krew

And no matter what you goin through

I'm stayin true...

[Chorus - z-ro]

I know you been searchin for someone

To keep it one hundred

So tired of mixed love and bullshit

And keep keepin it comin

Damn right he came up from nothin

But now he's got money

And he's feedin his people

And now aint one of 'em gon' ever go hungry

[Verse 2 - z-ro]

Uhh...

I represent mo' city until the day I die

I speak the truth even when I say a lie

Even lil babys know better than to play with I

Would be to lost and never found to say bye bye

Ya'll already know I got alot of evil in me

But I got alot of that love shit too

Cuz I promise I'm in love with my ride

And I'm in love with what its sittin on

Bitch and my paints so blue

Thanks to paul wall

You already know I got love for ya bro

My cup empty yo cup

If you less pour some mo

My nigga t-faris and j-dawg

And even my old school nigga fuck

When they show us hate

We gon' show 'em back love

Now but last year would've been a different scene

But ima let you make it

Cuz im really tryna keep it one hundred

So stay the fuck away from me please!

[Chorus]

I know you been searchin for someone

To keep it one hundred

So tired of mixed love and bullshit

And keep keepin it comin

Damn right he came up from nothin

But now he's got money

And he's feedin his people

And now aint one of 'em gon' ever go hungry

[Verse 3 - yung redd]

Homie I'm different like a alien

Driven in that mothership

Its black its midnight

Im sittin high up on that numbers list

Went from all this paper rain but now im never drowsy

They talk but I can't even hear the way

They wisper 'bout me

Even if they doubt me haters im off limits

Blowin cake

Ohh yea I make desert for a livin

So many times I swear I spare my last one hundred

Like a grade in the class

Now thats extra credit

[Chorus]

I know you been searchin for someone

To keep it one hundred

So tired of mixed love and bullshit

And keep keepin it comin

Damn right he came up from nothin

But now he's got money

And he's feedin his people

And now aint one of 'em gon' ever go hungry