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Count Me Out
by Keshawn Moe
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What's the motive
What's the worth
Man he should've went to work
That's a gift and a curse
Now his body on the turf
Now his face upon a shirt
Now his mama feel the hurt
Now his cousins feel return
Favor for a favor you gotta learn
The cheek you gotta turn
Bridges you gotta burn
Sometimes you never sure what happens if we were pure
I reminisce and just miss the days of immature
Now I am exing out the days
When we go on tour
Ha
I'm not a devilish guy
But I'm one hell of a guy
So ain't no telling me lies
Cause I'm ahead of the curve
Carving my freedom with pride
Create my vision with words
So keep your piece of the pie
Mama used to tell me
Boy don't leave up out this house
Probably why you never see me
When the people want me out
I figured out who I am now
I'm a leader not a count
Count me out count me out
Bet I leave with large amount
Mama used to tell me
Boy don't leave up out this house
Probably why you never see me
When the people want me out
I figured out who I am now
I'm a leader not a count
Count me out count me out
Bet I leave with large amount
I tell em it ain't nothing
My niggas feel some pressure
That's when the guns start busting
And through the pipeline
I hear them niggas fussing
My baby mama trust me
My granny said I'm lucky
Polices wanna cuff me
No reason or no substance
I'm suddenly getting flooded by other people's worries
There ain't no need to worry
I tell em pray for me
I look like prey to em
I stay away from em
I can't relate to em
What's the motive
What's the worth
Man he should've went to work
That's a gift and a curse
Now his body on the turf
Now his face upon a shirt
Now his mama feel the hurt
Now his cousins feel return
Favor for a favor you gotta learn
The cheek you gotta turn
Bridges you gotta burn
Sometimes you never sure what happens if we were pure
I reminisce and just miss the days of immature
Now I am exing out the days
When we go on tour
Ha
I'm not a devilish guy
But I'm one hell of a guy
So ain't no telling me lies
Cause I'm ahead of the curve
Carving my freedom with pride
Create my vision with words
So keep your piece of the pie
Mama used to tell me
Boy don't leave up out this house
Probably why you never see me
When the people want me out
I figured out who I am now
I'm a leader not a count
Count me out count me out
Bet I leave with large amount
Mama used to tell me
Boy don't leave up out this house
Probably why you never see me
When the people want me out
I figured out who I am now
I'm a leader not a count
Count me out count me out
Bet I leave with large amount
I tell em it ain't nothing
My niggas feel some pressure
That's when the guns start busting
And through the pipeline
I hear them niggas fussing
My baby mama trust me
My granny said I'm lucky
Polices wanna cuff me
No reason or no substance
I'm suddenly getting flooded by other people's worries
There ain't no need to worry
I tell em pray for me
I look like prey to em
I stay away from em
I can't relate to em
