Make It Count Lyrics

Yea I'm doing good if you ask me

Running this shit like athlete

Fucking on a bitch in the backseat

Said what I said

Doing me saying less

Stay getting to the bread

Yeah pockets get fed

Locked in like my dreads

Know this shit going to count

Ain't wasting my breath

Just want me a check

And the shit going to stretch

Gotta make this shit count

I don't say much always gotta stay low

Shawty want to fuck cause I'm clean like soap

Never satisfied nigga got to get more

I remember days I ain't have no hope

I can't trust nobody you can't get close

You do what you can boy I do what I want

Doing boss shit yeah you already know

That's a case closed

Yeah straight to the to top I been destined for greatness

BDTS you just onto the basics

I'm young and I'm lit I'm too hard I'm amazing

Look up to god I'm just glad that I made it

If it's about buisness I'm in it to get it I'm winning

You doing to much I'm just keep my distance

Got to keep grinding foreal I ain't finsihed

I fuck with shawty foreal but she tripping

I like my bitches no make up

So don't beat ya face up it's late then I wait up

I'm doing good I got money and patience

Shout out dinero because I'm On the way up

Really be busy make moves because I'm major

Really a lover she think I'm a player

Shawty too bad I got to save her

She play hard to get well I gotta chase her

Yeah I'm doing good if you ask me

Running this shit like an athlete

Fucking on a bitch in the backseat

Said what I said

Doing me saying less

Staying getting to the bread

Yeah the pockets get fed

Locked in like my dreads know this shit going to count

Ain't wasting my breath

Just want me a check and the shit going to stretch

Got to make this shit count

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Hold up

Get it

You know I'm that nigga I don't really got to say much

If you want a feature best believe you better pay up

I don't got friends because I know they going to change up

Real nigga I will make sure we all eat

Put my all in this shit can't nobody fuck with me

Never hating on a nigga always focused on my dream

Don't come around me if you Going to be a leach

Nigga stay popping

If I want it i will cop it

They be telling me to drop it

But a nigga can't decide

Put my feelings to the side

Put the real by myside

If you fake move away

Gotta leave them where they lie

They be fake in disguise

They be fake in disguise

Yea I'm doing good if you ask me

Running this shit like a athlete

Fucking on a bitch in the backseat

Said what I said

Doing me saying less

Stay getting to the bread

Yeah the pockets get fed

Locked in like my dreads

Know this shit going to count

Ain't wasting my breath

Just want me check

And the shit going to stretch

Got to make this shit count