Lost Count

Superman with the cape on (Too Fly)
Lil Wayne with the bape on (Too High)
Give it up to save one (Save One)
New born Ima day one (Day One)
Work hard for a payroll (Yea, Yea)
It begins in the playroom (uh huh)
Either try or you do do (Shit)
Take the nails out my voodoo (pins)
Bad luck bad juju
Ok, that explains
All the things that haven't came
My way, lost at baggage claim
That's when extra baggage came
Ain't that insane
I lost it all for stress to gain
All Over The Place
Look at the mess I made
I look to the lord to answers things
On my spare time I can't even spare time
Lining up the tracks I should open up a rail line
Embossed every letter bars written on a braille line
Wanna try me push back like a hairline (Better shape up)
Looking at the place I'm in
Experience made me pessimist
My lady tells me different
Gotta learn to lose, to feel a win

Many times many times
Have I tried have I tried
Many times plenty times
Man, I've strived to survive
Many times many times
Have I been there for my guys
Many times plenty times
Have I tried, have I tried

Let's cut to the chase everything they said was a fake
Like a nigga got money for the waste thick joint on my waist
& she strapped cuz it ain't safe big bills no time for a safe
Play call never safe call I got niggaz outta state with a case for the same charge
Thank god I was a blessed child cuz the route that I was going
I wouldn't make it out to see my first child too wild nigga too foul
Always looking for a way thru the day with a few miles
Not the way you wanna live but as a kid banging out with kids this is what it is
Thinking that was the hard times that ain't shit to a hard grind
So I'm appreciating all mine giving thanks to the small guys with the broad minds
That's happy just to even be my fog guide then applaud I
I had this vision for a while lucid dreams I believed in the 3rd eye
They ask I why you get high because I hate lows
Puts my mind on ease feel the breeze never used for escape goats
Stay low smoke break watch them shake when I bake
What's the steaks putting everyone on plates
Watch em hate from the gate I'm just placed with my fate

Many times many times
Have I tried have I tried
Many times plenty times
Man, I've strived to survive
Many times many times
Have I been there for my guys
Many times plenty times
Have I tried, have I tried

Many times many times
Many times plenty times
Many times many times
Many times plenty times



Credits
Writer(s): Jose Santana
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