For The Count Lyrics

Bout time that y'all start doing something

We been popping ain't stopping for nothing And my boy on the road catching buckets

Out of pocket, ain't talking for money

Yeah I'm down for the count so Let's run it

Be like mama, I'm sorry for cussing

And it's getting dangerous all of a sudden Wherever you at, gotta clutch it

You mean up it in public, yeah fuck it

If that mean that it's changing the subject

In the stu like I'm locked in a dungeon, nigga

All I know is the key and the drumming

I pop up on the spot, I been summoned

I ain't come all this way just for nothing

And I'm just tryna get to know you better Let me know if I'm pushing your buttons

In my head I could never go up always thought I'd be stuck in a ditch

Or somewhere with some mud as soon as I get me a truck

It'll cost you a buck for a ride or a look or a touch

And they say it's unfair but so what

But they ain't finna stop me so I know what's up

And I know that they copy, they trying to be Like me If they wanna try me, then tell em Push up

Bout time that y'all start doing something

We been popping ain't stopping for nothing And my boy on the road catching buckets

Out of pocket, ain't talking for money

Yeah I'm down for the count so Let's run it

Be like mama, I'm Sorry for cussing

And it's getting dangerous all of a sudden Wherever you at, gotta clutch it

You mean up it in public, yeah fuck it

Yeah we from the dirt, yeah we from the distant

I got a heart but It's empty, don't gotta show me your phone girl I know that it's plenty

I dabbed brody up for assisting you gotta show me you committed

They gotta be listening, I gotta be dressed like a scripture

They try to read me like a preacher, crop them out the picture

I'm feeling like kodak I'm Just here for the cheddar the cojak

Everybody left me in the past now they trying to show up and it feel like a throwback

Anything that they do in the public is not P money I think you should know that

That boy said you made a hundred, just to blow that

And if you gon' say you on it better show that Cause I Don't got time to be waisting

Bout time that y'all start doing something

We been popping ain't stopping for nothing And my boy on the road catching buckets

Out of pocket, ain't talking for money

Yeah I'm down for the count so Let's run it

Be like mama, I'm Sorry for cussing

And it's getting dangerous all of a sudden Wherever you at, gotta clutch it

You mean up it in public, yeah fuck it