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Whipping the bricks 
Sticks 
Sticks 
Yes i got sticks 
The big bad wolf 
Blow down ya shit 
All of my drugs come imported 
Fuck you pay me get extorted

Slow down to count the ways you were loved, and ways that you loved too
There must be someway to capture life inside a bottle
I found a reason why

They Do Is Hate 
I'm Drippin Water Ain Talkin No Spray 
I Miss Yhu Moma That Shit Hurt To Say 
Daddy He Really Wouldn't Shit Anyway 
Count Up Dem Racks

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Lately babe, I've been thinking
How good it was when you were here
And it ain't the wine that I been drinking
For once I feel my head is clear

But

Driving down the freeway
As if I was on downers
Followed off the exit ramp
By a scene from close encounters

Out of the van
Walk a straight line
Lost

all categorized

I'm hypnotized by my need to count through my life of numbers
Every step has a place
Every foot has a bow
And I'm so sick of my brain

professional
We count commas, don't stress 'bout the decimal
We got loud, blow it down by the decible
In the crowd blown' clouds of that medical
My new girl like

Aye
Man we in this bih
Whole team in this bih with me
Partially
That shit always partially
Oh
Oh
Oh
Aye this the chorus by the way
Oh
Oh
Oh
Going up

and down in this town
Told mamma I had to go 
Packed my bags, and let it go
Lost crib, all my money and half my mind

I was Riding in La with a blunt in my

a fact of matter
I bend back like an acrobatic 
For people who don't even listen in or respect the chatter
I told em moving up that if they want

of matter
I bend back like an acrobatic 
For people who don't even listen in or respect the chatter
I told em moving up that if they want to to climb

end)

For every time I've tried (to push beyond the barrier)
To quiet down my busy mind
There on my darker side (resides a quiet terror)
Awaiting just

Car crash twenty two times
Nothing stays down in the mind
Avoiding cracks in the pavement
Side by side another stone is another suicide

Tall

to diamonds 
Count by the pound I got tons
Chasin my bags like I'm on the run
Put the cash to my ear, boy I'm callin back
Went to the wolves, boy I killed

Count on me, yh I've been right where u are 
And d past that we lived in don't define who we are 
I wish I could see into d future n have a peak St

mirth
She's got it where it counts
Since I'm not a friggin baby
Not impressed by shapes that bounce
Gotta good thing
With a bad bitch (ay)
Bad bitch (ay)

Sticks
Sticks
Yes i got sticks
The big bad wolf
Blow down ya shit
All of my drugs come imported
Fuck you pay me get extorted
Spend it cause i can afford it

black nigga yea im married to the streets
Niggas straight pussy sit down when they pee
Im blind to them niggas, hell nawl i cant see
Niggas pay for pussy

sooner than you thought on a body count
I'm proud, tell my audience smoke loud
Go down, on a bitch then send it around
I'm in the trap, without really

it down by the zip
Watch that bitch flip, then I count up a grip
Don't ask me for nothing if you ain't spendin no chips
You can never ever ever ever

hot like a stove
I smoke me a 8th then I pour up a four
Weigh up the gas then I count up the dough
Pipin' yo b*tch but she askin' for more
Roll down

one-eleven and you'll be on your way

I saw you there
By the stairs
Searching for somewhere to look
I caught your eye
You caught mine
It seems one glance was

Tryna count up all this paper, please stop asking me for shit
Like, I’m bouta boss up; know some people said I crossed up
Let your feelings get attached

like a snack
But you still stay fly, flying all over the map
I beat you all by so many laps
Up and down the court
Sinking 3's like splash!
Wearing