Counted Me Out
Told these niggas I ain’t stopping umma get this money homie what the lick read/ big solid I ain’t never been a pancake nigga or a bitch please/ and I got a couple lil niggas that’ll push up on u let the shit squeeze/ hit his top and make his body park/ then slide back and hit his entourage/ bitch umma dog/ woof/ um from the gotta the mud/ I get me some money and get me some mo/ u don’t do none of above/ um from Chicago u wouldn’t make it cause niggas I’ll get on dat ass/ oh u like talkin bout money/ until they come get in dat bag/ riding round wit a stick big shit and I got a couple niggas that’ll get the job done/ umma boss I don’t wanna talk/ welllll les making money is the outcome/ um from over there and we don’t bark nigga we just bite down like a pill/ homie this is real life I ain’t rapping I be putting rack on top of other racks/ I be yelling AceMobb till I die wishing u see me get us out the trap/ wishing I could breathe air in tweet lungslet em tell his kids he gone have they back/ buddy umma real nigga never changed up still the same nigga since emmet/ went to Westinghouse and I ain’t make it there cause I was selling dope and really in the trenches/ nigga u can ask about me/ I went to hell and spit devil / lotta niggas changed around me/ but um ok it come with the level/ where u going better get u a shovel/ u got sum digging to do/ I got ya bitch in the studio/ she want some dick in the booth/
They counted me they doubted me/ now the same people is proud of me/ uno and zay on the beat / why/ none of niggas hot as me / follow me follow me follow me/ come on and get u some money/ I wanna see another nigga win to I ain’t capping or nothing/ I’m really out here in the trap/ um/ really livin what I rap/ I gotta give u niggas real shit/ cause the real only want the fact/ I / get it tuck it let it stack/ I’m/ trying to get us out the trap/ so it’s 4 words for a hating nigga/ fuck you get a sack
I ain’t never told on another nigga// I can say it proud/ still rolling with tha same niggas that been rolling with me nigga change how/ could still like through the hood// u know what’s good with me/ we don’t be rapping the same/ u don’t got people to free/ u got money to make and people that need u to make it by all means/ get in the way umma get on yo ass/ uno and out like a card game/ I want my mama to see me/ I want my daddy to roll in his grave / they counted me out but look at me now/ cause when I was down shit was ok/