Countin Me Out

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Fre$h Prxnce

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There was a man who had two sons
The younger one said to his father
Father, give me my share of the estate
So he divided his property between them

Not long after that, the younger son got together all he had
set off for a distant country
and there squandered his wealth in wild living

I don't whip in foreigns
I don't want exotics
I don't wanna get it
Cuz you talk about it
I dropped outta college
Don't mean don't got knowledge
Don't take me for weakness
Cuz I don't break silence
Know how to get it
Just know that I'm bout it
Can't call you my bro
If I know you ain't solid
Flipping these bands
Till can't sit on my wallet
Gotta go get it
I know that they doubt it

Huh
Huh
Huh
Yeah

I got too many sins
I got too many flaws
Talk like a pimp
And move like a boss
Think you can fly
Till you really get tossed
Big body
Till you get hit like lacrosse
Battling demons
I picked up my cross
Forgive me Lord Jesus
Can't take no more loss
So let me remind them
Now who got the sauce

Two by two
Four by four
Six by six
I'm drippin' in sauce

Counting my blessings
They thought was a drought
Gossiping hoes
With my dick in their mouth
Most of these suckas
Don't rap what they bout
I handle my business
So please watch ya mouth
East to the West
From the north to the south
Can't bang with these suckas
They counting me out

Huh yeah
Counting me out

I know my faith
So I know I can't lose
Back on my bully
Keep busting these moves
Jocking my style
But can't walk in my shoes
Trynna flex up on me
Watch me flex on ya crew
Think she running the game
Till she singing the blues
Girl you know what you did
Why you acting confused
I'll never get jealous
Not easily bruised

No not a crip
But I know what you see in me
Won't be catching me slipping
Like PND
I wear my heart on my sleeve
Ain't no fear in me
I speak my truth
I don't care if you hearing me
Fighting some battles
So please do not mention me
In any discussion
That deals with my enemies
Tired of these nxghas
That fxck up the bread
Put that bxtch on a platter
Now off with his head

I can not fxck with this nxgha again
Act like my brotha was never my kin
Nxghas switch up
When the money come in
You nxghas is grimey
I see how it is
Now I gotta contemplate
sinning for sin
But I prayed for forgiveness
For seeking revenge
Cuz you think I'm not bout it
Well re-think it again
Pussy ass nxgha

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I don't whip in foreigns
I don't want exotics
I don't wanna get it
Cuz you talk about it
I dropped outta college
Don't mean don't got knowledge
Don't take me for weakness
Cuz I don't break silence
I know how to get it
Just know that I'm bout it
Can't call you my bro
If I know you ain't solid
Flipping these bands
Till can't sit on my wallet
Gotta go get it
I know that they doubt it

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