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it
What good is makin' a dollar if you never makin' a difference
I just listen to the OG's
Recount the love over the years niggas showed me
Imma tell

pouting
In it too deep my nigga recount it yea
This is the part where I come up
Uh This is the part where I come up
Yeah
Don't be surprised when I run up
I

hold on to  ya blessings 
Got a miscount need a recount 
The bathrooms locked by smells of dirty clothes 
In bleach 
Cuz he don't know no better
He spent

the skin that you have flayed
Time to grind the salt in
Time to recount every sin
And when your eyes they roll back
And when your jaw begins to slack
Maybe

is easy, life is hard
Hate is easy and life is hard

I'd rather see you smiling
As you recount the time you felt that you were saved
I find your

from the same source
But her path's always changing, she runs
A different course

You recount the tale, the adventure, the fun
The bitterness, heartache,

So I spent like fourteen hours in this drug fueled blur
And in a stroke of good luck I met this hot ass girl
I’d struggle to recount all the cool

In a year I've had a hundred thousand lives
So my brain is rather tired
And no one has the time
To recount them line by line
So please forgive this

emphasized
At night recount when I was televised
I'd be out in the street and get recognized 
It's uh part of the game that leaves you paralyzed
Especially

knew me well back then
You should see me now
No I never moved away
Still recount those glory days
It's all fictionalized memories as the truth starts

at my house
Or maybe I died in my sleep and I just noticed now
Shit
I don’t know I let my thoughts recount
Don’t let the people destroy you it’s your

Through me upside down
And up upon my feet lies some thorns thorns of a crown
That means that I'm face down
I recall and I recount to when I sold a soul

counting up my money (I count my dough)
Count it, recount it again in case it was stuck together, Siamese (Huh?)
I been doing great at going my speed
Foot

Winding down
Not counting on a recount
Everything has withered away
What happens now
It’ll be some time before we make it out
Course correction

Now you bear my cross
You owe me some payback
Ballot bribery
Played out through some hack
We'll bring better days
The papers smear and crow
Recount

money, it really do something to me
How much a player gotta compromise?  
I can't recount the times I done crossed the lines when the lines blurred  
Have

We recount and remember
One hundred years of hurt
The many thousands lost
Swallowed by the Passchendaele dirt

Whether BEF Empire or Hun
Little

I feel nothing, yet only see you
There are no words to recount what I feel
It's killing me, and my heart too

Was it something I said? What have I

recount the history
Rocking chairs upon the porch the two told their love story

As I recall we were arguin'
Arguin'?!
About what?
Owls
Barn owls!
Now what

The things I been through gave me some time to think it out
Spent many years inside a state of mind I can't recount
They always said that I'd be something

I recount it
Whenever I’m feeling low
 
They pick & choose I stay in my bag
My shit always gone flow
Smoking on Gelato mixed with that dab, dab

Hello world
Why don't you burn?
Go back to 10
Recount your sins
But in a way…
You could stay
Forever this way
What a thrill
To see the day
When

even recount!

Aren’t you fed up of being twelfth in a line?
I know tomorrow we will have to dive in daily lives
But now i'm slowing down and raising

you talking about less than an ounce
Thumbing through the bread while I'm getting some head, man the head so good had to fuckin recount
Smoking on loud,