Count It Up

Count it up, Count it up
Fell asleep in the trap tryna bag it up
My new b**** actin up, Ain't been f****** her
Roll some s*** in my blunt hit like uppercuts
Ima keep gettin' paid
Need no heart when it's money to make
Say he know me, That's back in the day
Stay with real ones that I wouldn't trade

Count it up, Count it up
Fell asleep in the trap tryna bag it up
My new b**** actin up, Ain't been f****** her
Roll some s*** in my blunt hit like uppercuts
Ima keep gettin' paid
Need no heart when it's money to make
Say he know me, That's back in the day
Stay with real ones that I wouldn't trade

Fill my blunt full of pressure
My trap full of smoke, In the trap full woke
I just been up like a demon, I'm plotting and Scheming
On how I can make me some more
I been grinding, I got many reasons on why I keep goin'
The Family, They matter the most
I just dreaming bout how I can make me some millions
Celebrate, Have us a toast
Stay on my mission, I'm back on the road
I just picked up the pack, and it's already sold
I just fell in love with counting the money
My b**** gettin' jealous, She don't wanna show it
Christian Dior, Put a bag on her shoulders
Her bag full of hunnads, I'm ready to blow it
My circle full of some real ones, And ain't gotta send em
They pulling up ready for smoke
Yea it's murder she wrote
She pulling up, Put my **** in her throat
Been on my wave, Got the fam on the boat
Know they want me to drown, But I always stay floating
F*** what they sayin', Just go with the motion
Still got the recipe, I got the potion
Came from the bottom, Now watch where we goin'
I stay motivated, My money keep growing

Count it up, Count it up
Fell asleep in the trap tryna bag it up
My new b**** actin up, Ain't been f****** her
Roll some s*** in my blunt hit like uppercuts
Ima keep gettin' paid
Need no heart when it's money to make
Say he know me, That's back in the day
Stay with real ones that I wouldn't trade

Count it up, Count it up
Fell asleep in the trap tryna bag it up
My new b**** actin up, Ain't been f****** her
Roll some s*** in my blunt hit like uppercuts
Ima keep gettin' paid
Need no heart when it's money to make
Say he know me, That's back in the day
Stay with real ones that I wouldn't trade

I wouldn't trade it, I just thankful that all of us made it
He say he know me, That's back in the day
But he wasn't there with me when I went thru pain
Call up my bother just had em a baby
I gotta go get it like back In the day
I bought a bundle of bullets, My clips got extensions
Don't play with the Fam, Or the team
Don't like to talk, So they say that I'm mean
My money talking, No matter fact singing
Can't tell me nothing, Don't Need ya opinion
Unless U got Money as tall as the ceiling
Skyscraper paper, Might save some for later
I see all yhu haters, My vision is greater
24/8, Keep on chasing that check
Now I'm all in her house, breaking down it's a mess
Always been different, I'm blessed, Nothin' less
You not working hard, How you think you the best
Stay counting up, Got no time to be stressed
Only thing on my mind, How to make it all stretch
Still taking chances, Just hope for the best
Gotta play with cards in ya hands, How it's dealt
And I get it on me, Just came from the city
My pack always loud, So it gotta be sealed (True)

Count it up, Count it up
Fell asleep in the trap tryna bag it up
My new b**** actin up, Ain't been f****** her
Roll some s*** in my blunt hit like uppercuts
Ima keep gettin' paid
Need no heart when it's money to make
Say he know me, That's back in the day
Stay with real ones that I wouldn't trade

Count it up, Count it up
Fell asleep in the trap tryna bag it up
My new b**** actin up, Ain't been f****** her
Roll some s*** in my blunt hit like uppercuts
Ima keep gettin' paid
Need no heart when it's money to make
Say he know me, That's back in the day
Stay with real ones that I wouldn't trade



Credits
Writer(s): Trevon Siler
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