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melody, three a.m. thoughts run through my mind all day
Listening to the beats my friend made 

I'm overthinking this shit 
And I'm counting my tips
I said

breath
I don't know how long it will last
I feel a stranger in this place
I know things won't be the same
The days go by I only cry
I think about my

ain't shaking From it
Climbing? too many lies can inflate the stomach another day told a dinner plate was coming
A closet is cracked no many places to go

no bitch with no regular ass (On God) 
Bet not pass me no regular gas and I really hate counting up regular cash
This aint no regular vehicle(Foreign)

be talking they really be gay
Making ya songs but it get not play
Balling so hard like I am BA
Counting this chicken I'm rolling all day
Fuck wit they

People in Planes

Clay Walker

She Won't Be Lonely Long

2010

of difference
At the end of the day,
We just want to know it's going to be okay
Counting on somebody we can't see to land this thing
We're just people in

side till the end of the day
Me and brothas going hard, aiming for the top
These niggas crazy if they think I'm really gone flop
I'm like Marshawn with

Counting every second every minute watching 
My time fly
(Watching the time fly by)
Every single hour that's approaching always passing me by
I don't even

That brand new whip go zoom
I don't play by the rules
No I'm not verified, but I been counting checks that’s blue
I'll score on all you niggas hit my

Heartaches By The Number
(Harlan Howard)

Now I've got heartaches by the number troubles by the score
Every day you love me less each day I love you

me like a stroller

I like to hit her from the back when she counting up my racks
While smoking exotic packs I be pulling out her tracks
Gotta tell her

blazing
I'm feeling amazing like Ye
So Fuck what you say
If you ain' keeping it real
Or telling me just to be great
Then have a good day
Lately been coming

only by myself
I started counting days like I wasn’t here
I couldn’t see your face when I needed help
And now there’s only me, my bed, my head, and a new

meet
Ain't nobody helped me by this did it by my lonely
If yo homie wanna speak then spit some game and then well see
Counting Hundreds Fifty's,

away from it
Counting every second till the day coming
Baby listen here can you just stay for me
I know you been running around the way for me
But wait

dealing with the lord
Exposed to live shit since the fucking day i born
Rather all they say i still can't explain my home
Just leave me alone, still fine in

I’m getting infatuated
And by the looks it’s 'cause of you
The feeling gets me frustrated
Because I barely even know you
Ooh, thats how you make me

I think about you 3-6-5.
That's 7 days a week your always on my mind.
Girl I never been good at math, But im counting on you cos your my number 1.

More than often, I've been haunted by reoccurring insecurities
My wants and cravings all been blurring, I can't tell if I been helping or hurting me

people may change
I'm stuck in my ways
You know they counted me out
I was counting the days
Too busy counting this cash
Couldn't hear what they say
Pray

to the fucking day I die
Now you know
Had to go and get it girl now you know
You can hit me up when on the road
You can't count me out I'm the one they counting

I'm focused on the Benjies
I remember them days when i was counting pennies
Now I'm counting all of the blessings he done sent me
Talkin money don't be

hunnid bands by the day
Yeah i'm not fazed, i like it with the icing on the cake
Niggas want features, but the same niggas canceled me back in the day
Now

a flashlight in The broad day
The Lord will guide me do anything That God say
It's music to my ears like Sir Card and High lay.
Ace the best I'm just telling you