It's money counter
I bet you were expecting some hot shit, right?
Nah it's just something I can free my mind to
Shout out my n****s
Shout out my women
Thank you for looking after me
As we pray
Pour up the Henny, my other bottle low
And my Uncle Steve just pulled up with some cali dro
We gon' sit down and blow smoke, and let it pass
As we speak on the past and all my future goals
Keenan tell me I'm tripping, I'm letting women go
Even though it be hitting me, you would never know
It's like getting them to drink for the first time
You gon ask me if I'm feeling it, I'm yelling no
They be showing love and tell you don't you ever stop it
And they gas you up, but only with the skinny pockets
Once they see you winning, now they jealous of the profit
It's like they loving what you got but hating that you got it
I want the cars, girls and the heavy accounts
Money counter dies counting up deadly amounts
These just the goals in my life I be dreaming about
We working hard, lil money, you working for clout
Do I really want it?, Is this life for me?
Up all day working, I can barely sleep
Jewelry, car keys, Henny on the counter
House empty, only sound is the money counter
Do I really want it?, Is this life for me?
Up all day working, I can barely sleep
Jewelry, car keys, Henny on the counter
House empty, only sound is the money counter
My father facing sentences, and I'm facing commas
It's been me against the world, put that on my momma
Threatened to kill me but you didn't, feeling like Obama
They prepping, knowing Imma blow, feeling like Osama
The way I move is real low, so they think I'm crawling
My only focus going up, so I'm never falling
I hope you know I'm speaking to you when I write these songs
I can hit her, truthfully I know she never calling
Truthfully I know these other women want my soul
Every other day another woman lets me know
But if I'm quick to give it up, I'll never keep it gold
Gold souls and platinum records, my only goal
These other n****s want the crown, tell em fall in line
I'm like Pac when he was gripping nickel plated 9's
Undefeated, these other n****s can't see me
I'm just working hard, I ain't dead, I'll be fine
Do I really want it?, Is this life for me?
Up all day working, I can barely sleep
Jewelry, car keys, Henny on the counter
House empty, only sound is the money counter
Do I really want it?, Is this life for me?
Up all day working, I can barely sleep
Jewelry, car keys, Henny on the counter
House empty, only sound is the money counter
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It's money counter
I bet you were expecting some hot shit, right?
Nah it's just something I can free my mind to
Shout out my n****s
Shout out my women
Thank you for looking after me
As we pray
Pour up the Henny, my other bottle low
And my Uncle Steve just pulled up with some cali dro
We gon' sit down and blow smoke, and let it pass
As we speak on the past and all my future goals
Keenan tell me I'm tripping, I'm letting women go
Even though it be hitting me, you would never know
It's like getting them to drink for the first time
You gon ask me if I'm feeling it, I'm yelling no
They be showing love and tell you don't you ever stop it
And they gas you up, but only with the skinny pockets
Once they see you winning, now they jealous of the profit
It's like they loving what you got but hating that you got it
I want the cars, girls and the heavy accounts
Money counter dies counting up deadly amounts
These just the goals in my life I be dreaming about
We working hard, lil money, you working for clout
Do I really want it?, Is this life for me?
Up all day working, I can barely sleep
Jewelry, car keys, Henny on the counter
House empty, only sound is the money counter
Do I really want it?, Is this life for me?
Up all day working, I can barely sleep
Jewelry, car keys, Henny on the counter
House empty, only sound is the money counter
My father facing sentences, and I'm facing commas
It's been me against the world, put that on my momma
Threatened to kill me but you didn't, feeling like Obama
They prepping, knowing Imma blow, feeling like Osama
The way I move is real low, so they think I'm crawling
My only focus going up, so I'm never falling
I hope you know I'm speaking to you when I write these songs
I can hit her, truthfully I know she never calling
Truthfully I know these other women want my soul
Every other day another woman lets me know
But if I'm quick to give it up, I'll never keep it gold
Gold souls and platinum records, my only goal
These other n****s want the crown, tell em fall in line
I'm like Pac when he was gripping nickel plated 9's
Undefeated, these other n****s can't see me
I'm just working hard, I ain't dead, I'll be fine
Do I really want it?, Is this life for me?
Up all day working, I can barely sleep
Jewelry, car keys, Henny on the counter
House empty, only sound is the money counter
Do I really want it?, Is this life for me?
Up all day working, I can barely sleep
Jewelry, car keys, Henny on the counter
House empty, only sound is the money counter
I bet you were expecting some hot shit, right?
Nah it's just something I can free my mind to
Shout out my n****s
Shout out my women
Thank you for looking after me
As we pray
Pour up the Henny, my other bottle low
And my Uncle Steve just pulled up with some cali dro
We gon' sit down and blow smoke, and let it pass
As we speak on the past and all my future goals
Keenan tell me I'm tripping, I'm letting women go
Even though it be hitting me, you would never know
It's like getting them to drink for the first time
You gon ask me if I'm feeling it, I'm yelling no
They be showing love and tell you don't you ever stop it
And they gas you up, but only with the skinny pockets
Once they see you winning, now they jealous of the profit
It's like they loving what you got but hating that you got it
I want the cars, girls and the heavy accounts
Money counter dies counting up deadly amounts
These just the goals in my life I be dreaming about
We working hard, lil money, you working for clout
Do I really want it?, Is this life for me?
Up all day working, I can barely sleep
Jewelry, car keys, Henny on the counter
House empty, only sound is the money counter
Do I really want it?, Is this life for me?
Up all day working, I can barely sleep
Jewelry, car keys, Henny on the counter
House empty, only sound is the money counter
My father facing sentences, and I'm facing commas
It's been me against the world, put that on my momma
Threatened to kill me but you didn't, feeling like Obama
They prepping, knowing Imma blow, feeling like Osama
The way I move is real low, so they think I'm crawling
My only focus going up, so I'm never falling
I hope you know I'm speaking to you when I write these songs
I can hit her, truthfully I know she never calling
Truthfully I know these other women want my soul
Every other day another woman lets me know
But if I'm quick to give it up, I'll never keep it gold
Gold souls and platinum records, my only goal
These other n****s want the crown, tell em fall in line
I'm like Pac when he was gripping nickel plated 9's
Undefeated, these other n****s can't see me
I'm just working hard, I ain't dead, I'll be fine
Do I really want it?, Is this life for me?
Up all day working, I can barely sleep
Jewelry, car keys, Henny on the counter
House empty, only sound is the money counter
Do I really want it?, Is this life for me?
Up all day working, I can barely sleep
Jewelry, car keys, Henny on the counter
House empty, only sound is the money counter
Writer: Javantae Cureton
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid