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then recount it, I'm just tryna keep it neat (tryna keep it neat)
Bought her for the week
Stuffed it in a twenty-ounce, it's spillin' on my jeans
of mine, I care for the life of me
Remember a sadder day, that now they say let be
Just don't recount on me in the course of a lifetime run
Over and over
life
Filled with pain and suffering recount a nigga strife
But there is a light
During the dark of night
I met a girl I loved a girl she thought I'd be
years come and gone
And it’s never felt so wrong
To be without you, not be around you
just one day’d be too long
And I recount all the days in bed
All
Rhonda Cook recounts what it is like being in the chamber
When death row is about to take a life
She said the singing is what I will always remember
Throw all ya investments in
This different kind of specimen
Shaking up the scale, make you
Recount all your Measurements
Moving in position
Pay
shit for legal reasons I cannot recount
Then I come home, in another state of mind
Stay up late, oversleep, man in school I barely try
But I still
Don't open the pack cause its already sold
Recount the money I keep gettin' mo
Did a transaction outside of my show
But if you look pussy we'll lick you
As she grows bolder
As the brother recounts her tale
He omits her suffering
It’s never cold when I dream
I’m always being ripped at the seams
The whispers
recount, can’t go back, can’t believe all this shit
Looking bad, feeling worse, yeah I gotta admit
It’s getting hard to take it all
It’s not the end
I wake up, rub you from my eyes
Try to recount, the drinks from last night
I never needed anyone, I never needed anyone like you
But there's a part
shoulder
So call me back when I’m older
If I regain my composure
When the summertime turns to gold then I’ll turn to gold
Change all the colors
Recount all
to the ground, You fixed my broken frown
There's too many stories to recount
But if I had to pick one
It's the one we're gonna make
When we all make it
Laughing
be fed gotta be sound
Lotta regrets lotta recounts
Lotta respect lotta resound
Lottery bet settin me down
Settin me frowned set in a town
Set in
as neat as I want em so get in that room and recount them blue hundreds
Flipping them packs onna daily
Wanted a car so I bought a Mercedes
Excuse me lil
You need to recount
'Cause we always gone win
(Yeah yeah)
Shaking hands to the end
(Yeah Yeah)
'Cause we always gone win
(Yeah yeah)
We gone
peices what
Ya runners better come and do recount
Finesse Finesse, need that work
Finesse Finesse, need da works
Finesse Finesse, need da works
Finesse
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
The consequence is a monument when a public's astonished
And yeah it feasts on frenzy
Tonight it's on your tv
Recount the tragedy
Read aloud the casualties
Speak
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,
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
is my only conviction
Need a recount like a false election
Lost the details no recollection
She's blowin' up my phone every weekend
Knows that I'll be
Baby when I think of all my yesterdays
when I dream about tomorrow
when I recount my joys
when I remember my sorrows
sometimes a man gotta say what
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