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By these sucker crooks
And sucker me
A lil push was all it took
Now look
Lyrically untouchable
Literally sinner
All the sins I’ve committed
But somehow

Want to leave, go remote,
Move to Mexico, and buy me boat,
Looking at the night sky, tighten the scope,
Pastels, neutrals, sun shines on the taupe,

thing counts
But it's not to ten

It's a countdown but we just count up bread

Live another day pray that I don't catch a case
Making moves every day got

own thing
Count cream by the digit
When I whip like this
Dipping in the bucket
You ain't built like this
You ain't crisp like this
I'm like cold apples

"Just count sheep bitch
Trust me it'll end quick"
Every year it gets faster
'Less you hear this after I'm gone
Everlasting thoughts engraved in a song

this shit once, you can count on me
Make a promise for me just to never leave, a lot of people done left knew they wasn't for me
By myself rather have it

Live your life no regrets
Obstacles no be sweat
Flying easy private jet
I won nice things nothing less
Me I won hustle
Making moves pass Winston

wanna be alone if nothing wrong
Alone
Count 'em up and zone
Alone
Who wanna just be in it by they self everyday bro
Alone

love you, oh no
Yeah
I can tell that you misguided by the way you move arms when you talking to me
Yeah
I can't tell if it's just you or if it's all them

Count on nobody but me
cll of my life it's been me
Don't try and say what you think
I'll come on top watch you'll see
When I'm alone I can feel

Im out to make it count
These niggas just making noise
They tried to count me out
It was just me and my boys
It was just me and my boys
Nigga I aint

My mind is a prison like Alcatraz
Y'all living right now but ain't bout to last
Cutting everybody's throat count the stabs
Mother fucker's really

on another page 
Epic move in different ways 
A lot of music here is non-sense 
Epic here to make a change 
Paint brush and a palette 
What if we had no

watch where I step when I’m litty
I wanna count up some hunnids and fifties
yea
I want the key to my city
I gotta burner I’m getting to busy
all

about it
Put that ass on table counter
I might hit it where it counts
Your boy got the bounce
In between her legs ricochet off the ground
You know what I

Count me you better count me
Wipe a nigga with some downy my niggas rowdy
Doubt me, why they doubt me
Throw some money on ha head like a fucking

Heartless my soul numb to the bullshit, i beg your pardon
Pay your toll before you enter, my niggaz be on it
Only move when our eyes are set

you 'bout yourself, you always astonished
But you can see my every move, that shit is ironic
I guess it's hard to count the trees from that deep in

Shawty said she love me but I'm busy making guap
I move like I'm Digi with the birds them niggas flock
I said get on top baby I don't got the time
I

do this, ain't shame in asking
Well...
First know this shih is home-made
My pen touch pad by his grace
And only move in his ways
This nigga spitting

Smoke them all
Cause I got way to much to lose
To see my face up on the news
But if I gotta make that move
Then it's one body bag for two
Cause I ain't

the size that counts
(it's how the ship moves)
It's how u make the water rock
It's not the size that counts
(which is great cause)
I have a really little

with no other
Nigga fuck that I can't stutter step
Gotta count these checks
Gotta stay ahead
Play with my mind never been by my side
All the shit that

move like I'm Count Dracula
Things is looking pretty bad for you, look like tarantula