Lyrics:
automatic kicking like soccer
Bottles popping it's popping, twenty bitches around us
I just slide her the numbers, so if she hit me I count her
I canary
memories disappear, am I wrong?
Getting head on the E way I
Just hope I make it home
Bitch ratchet just like Trina
But she fine like Nia Long
She Bad and she
But i came from hell and shawty came from heaven
If they try and talk shit, I grab the smith and weston
Now shawty wanna ride me, like a texan
Staying
me out
If this what love is all about
You can count me out, baby count me out
Just count me out
(you can count me out yeah)
Boy come home from
a fat white boy that's a shooter
Homeless crack head that can fix ya computer
I ain't even tryna school ya
I'm just sayin' don't judge a book by it's
in luxury through my old neighborhood
I shot for the moon, so I'm zooming by the stars
Can't forget where you came, remember who you are
Although I
Had the time of my life
Today was the best day ever
Been doing what I want to it don't get better
D. Lou might've came with flaws yeah but that boy
resonate
I don't know how long this life'll last me so I think it's time to celebrate
Just celebrate, just celebrate
Everybody came to celebrate
No one's
a M for i go (Count up a M for i go)
Some of this shit done got old (Some of this shit done got old)
Ima G gotta stick by the code (Stick by the code )
the flame, I'm mother fucking Gorgeous, woah
As the gull wing doors lift, Karate Kid, crane kick, no Jaden Smith
Whiter than that coke brush that they paint
come back with some sand
Dawg, I be at home all day poppin' illys
See how long it take to count a million
Bitch, if you make me lose count, I'ma kill
the world die by the creator
So don't listen to their cheats and curses
Stick it up your ass
If you think I'm gonna pass
We're black on black, detonate
'm drinking Stillhouses by the red cup
I count a million cash, then say "Bless up"
I'm poppin' right now, fuck a next up (ayy)
I don't know, it just came
The High In me is so relentless
I'll handle this in a giffy
Count on me to pull up spiffy
Chivalrous knack to take my Time
Could say I'm living by design
Memories fading I try to hold on
When I don't know where I belong
No more
The sound of your voice was my all was my home
But these walls, they can't
the pain
Look how far we came
Look how far we came
The Zimbabwean Dream is to leave Zim
Conflicted by the double-entendre coz we tryna leave/live
Hence I
Low on cash tryna figure out the play
I gotta eat every day
Bill's and surcharges just get in my way
Aye
I gotta work every day
All that time
Controlled by puppeteer or ending up in the rear
It might be a zombie apocalypse like a bad dream
But I am legend Will Smith with a vaccine
We being watched
not Milli's the Forty Cal's a ring on 'em
I know your kind gettin by leave the city quick
Niggaz bleed just like us I'm on that Biggie shit
First
Count this money second
These Niggas smoking dirt
I just sit back count my blessings
Cause it could have been a hearse
But I had the Smith and Wesson
tape
This is for real classic
And getting money was never part of my goals
It just came along with me shining the light on them hoes
I've been out
'm 'bout that ('bout that)
Came straight from the bottom, nigga, we got that (got that)
We was hungry, now I watch all my niggas count racks (count racks)
got money so I'm actin' different
Did it by my lonely, so I never listen
Stay callin' my phone, this lil' bitch, she trippin'
Just leave me alone,
shit came from within this
Rollin' in this money
And it's so tremendous
Watch me count this cash
I don't know how I'll spend this
Hand going back
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