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Count It Up

 

Count It Up


Last year around this time we was waking up in the apartment
Convos about condos on a lakefront with our blunts rolled
And we knew that we would make it, spoke it like a language
20 bills, no record deal, and this shit already famous
I had to get up and get it, ain't took a break in a minute
Too busy making a profit, bitches ain't even a topic
Can't count how many times they overlooked me
If only they knew what it took me

Long days, long nights, 30 days, 30 flights, count it up
Long days, long nights, 30 days, 30 flights, count it up

I remember when they doubt me, couldn't see me on the list
Now I go to any city club when only paying for the trip
Spending weeks at the sophie, spent a lot up on a rollie
It's feeling like my time, it's feeling like my time
Hate on your life when it's good, [?]
Money been going around, ain't no more holding me down
No, no, no, no-oooo

Long days, long nights, 30 days, 30 flights, count it up
Long days, long nights, 30 days, 30 flights, count it up

I had to get up and get it, ain't took a break in a minute
Too busy making a profit, bitches ain't even a topic
So please don't act like you know me
If only you knew what it took me

You can never understand
Till you walked in my shoes you won't never understand
You know

Long talks on my flight home and I'm thinking 'how can I make it back? '
Harlems all on my shoulders now and my niggas saying I'm too relaxed
Mama tripping, my daddy vision been going blind and I'm so behind
I just met up with another nigga cause another woman ran off with mine
Still going through a lot, still tryna get it right
Still thinking for whatever reason 'how did I get set up with this life? '
Tell the bookie 'how we lookin'? ', couple commas, that's a go
Dedication, being patient, something they could never know

I'm not even doing it for the credit
I'm doing it for the family now
You gotta eat
R&B to the motherfucking streets
(Go,) I'm wid it

Long days, long nights, 30 days, 30 flights, count it up
Long days, long nights, 30 days, 30 flights, count it up
Long days, long nights, 30 days, 30 flights, count it up
Long days, long nights, 30 days, 30 flights, count it up
Count it up, count it up

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