Lyrics

[Verse 1] Ayy My account like them jerseys in Boston Crawled my way outta ghetto apartments Usually rap about struggles and facin' them L's But lately, ain't takin' that often Know some niggas that struggle for public opinion And bitch, is that shit gonna cost ya How it feel to go broke on that road you paved While knowin' you ain't never walk it? Overpay me like I'm Chandler Parsons Blessings as long as that Creek got 'em Dawsons I can't complain about troubles, I solved 'em Circle got smaller and smaller and smaller 'til I hit the target The money and fame is cool But happiness is when you made it, my nigga Cut chiefs with my people, I'm gradеd, my nigga I love you again, no debatin', my nigga The bеst shit that done dropped, brother I'm ahead of the flock, brother Let a rapper come try me It's shovels and dirts, I'm diggin' the plots, brother Decorated before turnin' the tables Heavy steppin', you can tell by the nasals Heard all the whistles like, "He been losin' money" Indie, please, please, don't believe fables Feel like I seen it and done it all I hit a lick with the shit, got to runnin' off I know some women that laid on the table And asked the doctor, please, to come take the stomach off A couple years later, they tuckin' again Afraid of they natural and fearin' it Too much value in frivolous appearances Please take note of your blessings and live in it [Chorus] Count it up, count it up Count it up, count it up Count it up [Verse 2] Niggas usin' raps to glorify drugs and guns I talk to my people and I put they story in minds Lemme guess, you got big steppin' with Dot on the drake I guess it's "euphoria" time (Oh, brother) Lemme guess, you got bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches On bitches on bitches, you hit and dismiss 'em A Rollie and Wraith, may God be your witness and— (Stop the cap, brother) I swear, I be hatin' y'all Like my cousin that ain't really, really my cousin (I can't relate to y'all) Like a lil' nigga with some hoop dreams Couldn't wait to ball Had to stumble and trip 'til I gathered my steps Write verses 'bout what I been livin' in currently When I get paid, it's reality checks I been dreamin', I ain't seen reality, yet I'm the truth, I ain't fold a fallacy, yet I might pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, jump out and blowin' Ain't nothin' but smoke and the casualty left Crazy ass nigga, I ain't got it all I'm surprised they ain't strapped up and padded me yet I been losin' all my loved ones in threes I'm prayin' to God they don't gather me next [Bridge] (When we leave this world, it goes on) (So while I'm here, give my love to you) ('Cause in this world, they move on) Here 'til the end, can't say it enough But thank you, I love you again [Chorus] Count it up, count it up Yeah [Outro] This really for every nigga that done supported a nigga Got a nigga through the doubts and the hard times n' shit Like, I really, I done said it a lot but I'll, I'll never stop sayin' it to the end of this shit Wish I could name every nigga name by name But I'd be here for fuckin' three hours doin' this shit But I love the fuck outta y'all, for real Count it up