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Album: KOD (2018)
Charted: 6
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  • (Life can cause you much pain)
    (There are many ways to deal with this pain)
    (Choose wisely)

    Will I fall? Will I fly?
    Heal my soul
    Fulfill my high
    Cross my heart (Count, count count, count it)
    And hope to die (Count, count count, count it)
    With my slice (Count, count, count, count it)
    Of Devil's pie

    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

    I know that it's difficult
    I'm stackin' the paper it's sorta habitual
    I blow the residual
    And fuckin' yo bitch like its part of my ritual
    Pardon the visual
    But money, it give me a hard-on it's typical
    I want it in physical
    A million dollars, I count up in intervals
    Without it I'm miserable
    Don't wanna fall off so I'm all in my bag
    Thankin' God like it's biblical
    I know it's gon' solve every problem I have
    I balled on the principal
    Remember the teachers that was all on my ass
    Now look all of them, pitiful
    And all of a sudden I'm so good at math

    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
    Can't take it when you die, but you can't live without it
    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
    Can't take it when you die

    Uno, dos, tres

    Big bills, big bills
    I fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills
    My niggas running tip drills, can't sit still
    Don't give a fuck if it kills, it mix well
    I'm only counting
    Big bills, big bills
    I fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills
    My niggas running tip drills, can't sit still
    Don't give a fuck if it kills, it mix well
    I'm only counting

    Uno, dos, tres, cuatro

    Proceed with caution
    I heard if you chase it only results in
    A hole in your heart
    Fuck it, I take the whole cake and I won't leave a portion
    It's only an organ
    Thank God mama couldn't afford the abortion
    The loneliest orphan
    I flipped my misfortune and grown me a fortune
    My Rollie is scorchin'
    Them niggas that hated is slowly endorsin'
    Now Cole, he important
    My niggas beside me like Tommy and Martin
    We ball in your court and
    Escape with your bitch like we turning your heart in
    She don't need no garments
    She horny from all the money we countin'

    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
    Can't take it when you die, but you can't live without it
    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
    Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
    Can't take it when you die
    Uno dos

    Will I fall? Will I fly?
    Heal my soul
    Fulfill my high
    Cross my heart
    And hope to die
    With my slice of Devil's pie Writer/s: Jermaine Cole, Nikolaus Brodszky, Sammy Cahn
    Publisher: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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