ItsUnknownMF - Count It lyrics

Countin' up the 10s and the 20s (and the 20s)
Countin' up the 50s and the benjis
(and the benjis)
A lot dead prez in the body bag (body bag)
Gotta watch your back
Cause these niggas envy (woop)

Count it, count it (Count it, count it)
Count it, count it, yea count it, count it
(Count it, count it) count it, count it, yea

Never met a dollar that I didn’t like
(didn't like)
I’m just tryna get my commas really high
(yea) 100, 200, 300 milly, I’m not stoppin'
Til I reach motherfuckin’ billy, woah
Yea, workin' towards the goal (yea)
I’m tryna see the zeros like I’m goin' broke
(yea)
Have the world in my palm, by recordin' flows
Your girl on my arm
And at night she givin' gorgeous throat
She in love with the Grants and the Benjamins
Callin' me the man cause she
Know I be pennin' hit's (yea)
Yea, I gotta plan to be the best in this
They gon’ understand when I’m gone
And just a skeleton (yea)
People sleepin’ on my greatness
When the skill is always A plus, yea
Killin' everythin’ to gain a buzz, yea
When you see me on them stages
Keep your fake love, when I make it

Countin' up the 10s and the 20s (and the 20s)
Countin' up the 50s and the benjis
(and the benjis)
A lot dead prez in the body bag (body bag)
Gotta watch your back
Cause these niggas envy (woop)

Count it, count it (Count it, count it)
Count it, count it, yea count it, count it
(Count it, count it) count it, count it, yea

They say that money talks
Haven’t heard you speak (no)
I’m gettin’ to the top, verses are elite
(yea) one day sittin’ with Gods
I will earn my seat but, currently
I’m climbin’ up the motherfuckin mountain
They hatin’ that my style switched
I just wanna see my momma smilin'
Proud of all the things that I accomplished
Swimmin’ in cash and not just sound rich
Step foot in this game
Make an impact that the ground split's
They wanna see me fail, wanna see me fail
Damn, I"ll allow it, huh
My success is revenge since they doubted
You work 9 to 5s
I’m takin' expensive trips to the tropics
I’m just being honest
EvILL is the team til I’m six feet
Gen and me, puttin’ pen to sheets
Rubbin' shoulders with the greatest
Is exactly where I’m meant to be

Countin' up the 10s and the 20s (and the 20s)
Countin' up the 50s and the benjis
(and the benjis)
A lot dead prez in the body bag (body bag)
Gotta watch your back
Cause these niggas envy (woop)

Count it, count it (Count it, count it)
Count it, count it, yea count it, count it
(Count it, count it) count it, count it, yea