Count My Luck
This for my all my dawgs lockdown
And going through something
Yeah
I got so many fuckin problems
Sometimes I don't know how to solve em
Just try to take care of my family
Thinking how to make it from the bottom
Twelve in the bricks surrounded us
Made a promise to my click
By this year we counting up
Hard to trust a bitch on the first night
Who down to fuck
I ain't really superstitious but at times
I count my luck
Cause i'm all in
Used to ride around that caddy wit high mileage
Young and wildin but I finished college
Still can't believe I did that
But I seen my momma smile
I won't forget that
Doing me fuck niggas got to say
I don't really make the time to take no chick
Up on no date
I make music for the trappers
Who got bricks up in they safe
Copped a plain jane rollie
And i'm about to flood the face
Cause i'm ballin
Ain't really been the same
Since my pops died
Taught me how to get the chicken
Just like Popeyes
I know niggas put in work
Who got the block live
Making sure I hustle til hurts
I know you ain't gone stop mine
I got so many fuckin problems
Sometimes I don't know how to solve em
Just try to take care of my family
Thinking how to make it from the bottom
Twelve in the bricks surrounded us
Made a promise to my click
By this year we counting up
Hard to trust a bitch on the first night
Who down to fuck
I ain't really superstitious
But at times I count my luck
Cause i'm all in
I'm reminded what my mother say
Don't want u selling dope
Just find another way
Pray to the lord for the hate
I gotta deal with
Was a bad boy in them streets
Ain't talking Will Smith
Opposition piss
I hear shit that you complain about
You care what's on your wrist
And I care what's in my bank account
We Compare ambition then
It's no where near the same amount
Hope you niggas listen that's just something
You can think about
Can't be gambling in them streets
Cause the law wins
Got niggas try to play for keeps
And view my coffin
If it's beef got shooters drawing
Hope you heard me like
They say up in New Orleans
I got so many fuckin problems
Sometimes I don't know how to solve em
Just try to take care of my family
Thinking how to make it from the bottom
Twelve in the bricks surrounded us
Made a promise to my click
By this year we counting up
Hard to trust a bitch on the first night
Who down to fuck
I ain't really superstitious
But at times I count my luck
Cause i'm all in
And going through something
Yeah
I got so many fuckin problems
Sometimes I don't know how to solve em
Just try to take care of my family
Thinking how to make it from the bottom
Twelve in the bricks surrounded us
Made a promise to my click
By this year we counting up
Hard to trust a bitch on the first night
Who down to fuck
I ain't really superstitious but at times
I count my luck
Cause i'm all in
Used to ride around that caddy wit high mileage
Young and wildin but I finished college
Still can't believe I did that
But I seen my momma smile
I won't forget that
Doing me fuck niggas got to say
I don't really make the time to take no chick
Up on no date
I make music for the trappers
Who got bricks up in they safe
Copped a plain jane rollie
And i'm about to flood the face
Cause i'm ballin
Ain't really been the same
Since my pops died
Taught me how to get the chicken
Just like Popeyes
I know niggas put in work
Who got the block live
Making sure I hustle til hurts
I know you ain't gone stop mine
I got so many fuckin problems
Sometimes I don't know how to solve em
Just try to take care of my family
Thinking how to make it from the bottom
Twelve in the bricks surrounded us
Made a promise to my click
By this year we counting up
Hard to trust a bitch on the first night
Who down to fuck
I ain't really superstitious
But at times I count my luck
Cause i'm all in
I'm reminded what my mother say
Don't want u selling dope
Just find another way
Pray to the lord for the hate
I gotta deal with
Was a bad boy in them streets
Ain't talking Will Smith
Opposition piss
I hear shit that you complain about
You care what's on your wrist
And I care what's in my bank account
We Compare ambition then
It's no where near the same amount
Hope you niggas listen that's just something
You can think about
Can't be gambling in them streets
Cause the law wins
Got niggas try to play for keeps
And view my coffin
If it's beef got shooters drawing
Hope you heard me like
They say up in New Orleans
I got so many fuckin problems
Sometimes I don't know how to solve em
Just try to take care of my family
Thinking how to make it from the bottom
Twelve in the bricks surrounded us
Made a promise to my click
By this year we counting up
Hard to trust a bitch on the first night
Who down to fuck
I ain't really superstitious
But at times I count my luck
Cause i'm all in
Credits
Writer(s): Seth Lendino
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