Count’n Me Out

Lyrics

[Chorus] Thank you for count'n me out (out) Thank you for count'n me out (out) Thank you for count'n me out (out) Thank you for count'n me out (yeah) If it wasn't for you I'd be worried about all the shit that you saying now Thank you for count'n me out (out) Thank you for count'n me out (yeah) Doubt's a bitch You could fuck around and slip You can fuck around and trip Fall off a cliff Bounce right back get rich Nigga right back in your [?] Thank you for count'n me out (out) Thank you for count'n me out (out) Thank you for count'n me out (bitch) Thank you for count'n me out (yeah) [Verse 1] Will I be fine without your mentions? Your purest or ill intentions Your dire need for attention That's some crackhead shit You willing to take whatever you need to get where you goin-go-goin' You willing to steal You willing to kill You willing to die for it Walking on a thin line for it Fighting all of your life for it What the fuck is y'all lying for? I start a riot in a quiet storm Mo'fuckers gon' catch a L then cut ya off Take a loss, lookin' back and smilе Stab your back, cut your throat Fuck you over, waste all your time [Chorus] Thank you for count'n mе out (out) Thank you for count'n me out (out) Thank you for count'n me out (out) Thank you for count'n me out (yeah) If it wasn't for you I'd be worried about all the shit that you saying now Thank you for count'n me out (out) Thank you for count'n me out (yeah) Doubt's a bitch You could fuck around and slip You could fuck around and trip Fall off a cliff Bounce right back get rich Nigga right back in your [?] Thank you for count'n me out (out) Thank you for count'n me out (out) Thank you for count'n me out (bitch) Thank you for count'n me out (yeah) [Verse 2] Is it me or is it kinda lonely standing on your own feet living at the top? It'd be somebody from your own team round for the whole thing waiting for the drop Knew what was done Knew that I wasn't the one Two, three, coupla you niggas are plotting Planning to bring my demise to me Coupla years ago you was hanging around I thought you was a groupie The circle is small, the SUV nah, I picked that bitch up in a two seat I could recall niggas hopping, stepping over me Knowing they true colors but they showing me, gloatingly Going dark on 'em totally, fuck 'em [Chorus] - Count'n me out (out) Thank you for count'n me out (out) Thank you for count'n me out (out) Thank you for count'n me out (yeah) If it wasn't for you I'd be worried about all the shit that you saying now Thank you for count'n me out (out) Thank you for- (yeah) Doubt's a bitch You could fuck around and slip You can fuck around and trip Fall off a cliff Bounce right back get rich Nigga right back in your [?] Thank you for count'n me out (out) Thank you for count'n me out (out) Thank you for count'n me out (bitch) Thank you for count'n me out (yeah) Thank you fo-