A Thousand Nights
A thousand days
A thousand nights
We going out without a fight
Thank the lord for his blessings
Count the money count the blessings
A thousand days
A thousand nights
We going out without a fight
Thank thy lord for his blessings
Count the money
Count the blessings
This for the days that they made fun of us
This for the time we was waiting on the bus
This for the trenches
This for the trenches
This for the niggas in the Trap Trynna exit
I put my city on a map
Now everybody playing my songs
Whoever thought that I could Rap
Came from been broke
I'm never going back
I count my backends
I put em in a sack
A thousand days
A thousand nights
Thank thy Lord I took the flight
I can't imagine where I'd be right now
I can't imagine what would hold me down
No one give me shit I had to grind to every cent
They do you dirty
Trynna Rip you off your 40%
These money drive you crazy
Nigga use your common sense
These money drive you crazy
Nigga use your common sense
I put that on my son
For him I'm going extra length
I put that on my son
For him I'm going extra length
Can't imagine where I'd be right now
Can't imagine what would hold me down
A thousand days
A thousand nights
We going out without a fight
Thank the lord for his blessings
Count the money count the blessings
Thank the lord for his blessings
Count the money count the blessings
A thousand nights
We going out without a fight
Thank the lord for his blessings
Count the money count the blessings
A thousand days
A thousand nights
We going out without a fight
Thank thy lord for his blessings
Count the money
Count the blessings
This for the days that they made fun of us
This for the time we was waiting on the bus
This for the trenches
This for the trenches
This for the niggas in the Trap Trynna exit
I put my city on a map
Now everybody playing my songs
Whoever thought that I could Rap
Came from been broke
I'm never going back
I count my backends
I put em in a sack
A thousand days
A thousand nights
Thank thy Lord I took the flight
I can't imagine where I'd be right now
I can't imagine what would hold me down
No one give me shit I had to grind to every cent
They do you dirty
Trynna Rip you off your 40%
These money drive you crazy
Nigga use your common sense
These money drive you crazy
Nigga use your common sense
I put that on my son
For him I'm going extra length
I put that on my son
For him I'm going extra length
Can't imagine where I'd be right now
Can't imagine what would hold me down
A thousand days
A thousand nights
We going out without a fight
Thank the lord for his blessings
Count the money count the blessings
Thank the lord for his blessings
Count the money count the blessings
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Writer(s): Bamzy Richies
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