Count Me Out

Lil work
Lil work
Lil work
Lil work
Big job Lil work
Ain't hard Lil work
Too long still work
Still work
Still work
What's wrong? Lil work?
It'll work
Lil work
Lil work
Lil work
Lil work
Lil work
Big job Lil work
Ain't hard Lil work
Too long still work
Still work
Still work
What's wrong? Lil work?
It'll work
Lil work

I bet that shit got too real
Yea they gn work you like still
They don't gaf how you feel
Stressing you out for the bill
Eat it up like another lil meal
...Yea they counted me out
Still getting racks in the middle
Diamonds so icy they looking like skittles

Okay, Okay
I feel like doing some cocaine
I don't give a fuck about the dope game
You know these niggas be so lame
Where the bass go
Well gas 'em up like some propane
I go & ball like some Rogaine
I stayed the same bitch I don't change
Okay okay
343 nigga I don't play
Run from the bullshit like Ole
They tryna like get me like always
Like a stripper get paid off the back end
Get to the money like both ways
I never rat nigga no way
It's just some shit that we don't say
Oh that's how they play it
I must be the favorite
Get money get money
Put that in my savings
I'm damming like Wayans
Ay fuck what they saying
I knew it I knew it now they gotta fake it
They got they hands out I don't wanna shake it

Rap shit rap shit
Rap shit rap shit
Trap shit no trap shit
Just rap shit just rap shit
All of them cliques ain't clack shit
All of them guns ain't clap shit
Still the same shit yea still work
Ima textile like millwork
I'm the next style ill shirt
Ima pass out like pill perc
Ima stay happy like Gilmore
I give 'em signs like billboard
Ima go ball like Fillmore
There's not a bitch I'd kill for

I bet that shit got too real
Yea they gon work you like still

They don't give a fuck how you feel
Stressing you out for the bill
Eat it up like another lil meal
...Yea they counted me out
Still getting racks in the middle
Diamonds so icy they looking like skittles

Lemme tell you lil something about real life
All of them dreams you cd still die
Not a good guy I'm a real guy
Not a bad dude I'm a real guy
Gah damn where the bass go
Going hard but the bass low
Lil bad bitches like J.lo
And she do whatever I say so
Lemme tell you lil sumn life tho
Don't fuck with a bitch on her cycle
Go crazy they'll treat you like psycho
And im still gon ball like michael
If she try me gotta kill it like michael
And she going thru my shit like rifle
And I got the camo like Geico
Smile for the camera like hi ho
And I don't know what to say like typo
And you bitches got nothing on my ho
She the reason that I got a 9 to 5 for
She the reason now I got a lotta fight for
When I see it gotta beat it like micheal
Stupid ass bitches not my type ho
Tryna fight me what the fuck you gotta pipe for
Man you niggas got nothing on my goals

Still the same shit yea it still work
Ima textile like millwork
I'm the next style ill shirt
Ima pass out like pill perc
Rap Shit Rap shit
They Counted Me Out



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Writer(s): Dagim Melka
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