Count It Up

(album: The Real Is Back - 2011)

Yeah count it up

You already know the deal
You niggas know what I dealt, let just be for real
and while you at it young you just keep your artist still
and peel the rap off the blocks like a banana peel
Tell me can ya see the flake, one glance of that glitter make ya wanna shake
Adrenaline, rushing blood flowing through your veins
when you close your eyes at night do you be seeing things
'cause nigga I was seeing things
At least a hundred at a time, and that's on everything
Magic city one-twelve, let me reminisce
A nigga must-a miss something how did it come to this
You got niggas running round like they run the town
Dope game, game over, jizzle's on the map
Now watch me cock it right back and hit a home run
Enough bricks at one time to build a home, son.

They like god damn young, boy, you on one
everybody talking bricks but they don't own none
What ya niggas know about counting millions
The only place there ain't money is on the ceiling

[Chorus:]
Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up
Take it all out your pocket, count it up, count it up
Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up
Pull it all out your pocket count it up, count it up

I'm going in, fuck it, I'm going in
I was just about to check up the top let's begin,
Let the room start to fill up with smoke no inhaling,
I turn it forward into a nine I'll be in heaven,
You leave here and get caught with this nine I'll be a felon,
I ain't the one for doing no time just know I'm belling
The government don't really approve of what I'm selling,
Get jammed up we all know the rules, there's no telling
Even though I came to bring you the word, I'm no reverend
Just a casualty in the game more like a veteran
Ask me do I no treat babes and them cookies
Got fifteen hundred and dimes when we was rookies
And tell me how I go up to at least thirty (?)
Just one for the niggas out here, doing they thing
Every day riskin it all deep in the game
Ain't about to ask a nigga for shit, I feel the same

They like god damn young, boy, you on one
everybody talking bricks but they don't own none
What ya niggas know about counting millions
The only place there ain't money is on the ceiling

[Chorus:]
Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up,
Take it all out your pocket , count it up, count it up
Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up,
Pull it all out your pocket count it up, count it up