Uchies Lyrics

Damn So True, this beat go crazy

Let me count my uchies

Caught a rhythm counting uchies till my hands hurt 

I speak truth I heard everything I said hurts

All this bread my grain make my head hurt 

Principals yall preach jesus hair would dread church 

This is blasphemy ya'll used to laugh at me 

I lent money got it stolen got it back to me 

Always thought that I would live along happily 

Life turned into a what the fuck is happening

I've been chillin you've never met dramatic me 

Don't be grillin ooh let the automatic speak 

Shoot first ask later casually 

Like you told or tell people that you mad at me

I can't believe I used to care about what people thought 

I'm startin to think the whole world is a people's court 

I'm glad I put the pints down I hate my sleepy voice 

A true hooper every chance Ima sample quarts

I met a good girl once let her drop it low 

She gon love me forever if I let her be my hoe 

Caught a rhythm countin uchies till my hands sore 

Nine hundred dolla pair of sneakers and some pants on

Yea they talk till they see um

That's on you should of believed um 

Sooner than later new Rollie for every season 

They called me crazy I made it now I'm conceited 

They like hate us no other way to perceive us 

Said I'm the greatest we enemies now I'm decent 

A visionary I'm wide awake while I'm dreaming

I believed in me when nobody seen it 

Let me count my uchies nigga

Let me count my uchies shit

Too many worker niggas talkin like bosses 

Try gettin ya self together shit is awesome 

I cut the middle man out like tonsils 

I have no desire make me an offer

Let me count my uchies

A visionary I'm wide awake while I'm dreaming

I believed in me when nobody seen it 

Let me count my uchies nigga

Fuck my hands is sore