(feat. Z-Ro, Yung Redd)
[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 cant 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