Count up That Loot

Count up that loot, count up that loot, nigga

Count up that loot, that's just what I do

Count up that loot, nigga (what)

Count up that loot, count up that loot

(Look) Count up that loot, count up that loot

(Look) Black on black Benz, young nigga salute

(Look) Gold cuban links, just reppin' my roots

(Look) Blood sweat and tears, [?]

(Look) Top of my game, and what's up with' you

(Look) Pop at you lames cause I'm sucka proof

(Look) Don't play no games boy I'm busta proof

Can't fuck with' me, I don't fuck with' you

You a fuckin' fraud, I'm the fuckin' truth

I went solo on that ass, I think I'm fuckin' Snoop

Solo in this game, I'm like 'fuck the group'

Solo in my SL Benz like 'fuck the roof'

That's fuckin' true, that's fuckin' who

Nip muthafucka, lookin' like a hustla do

Built this label up just like Russell do

Just gimme 10 years, they gone be like, "Russell who?"

Never trust them fools, get a fuckin' clue

I skip them meetings, tell them fags watch my fuckin' moves

I'm Birdman in blue chucks, watch my fuckin' shoes

I'm Suge Knight, I'm J. Prince, I'm like fuck the rules

I'm Austin Rosen, I'm Jonah Berger

This ain't black on black crime, but it's fuckin' murder

This beat ain't even mixed, but it's fuckin' perfect

They paid a hundred for my tape and it was fuckin' worth it

Shout out to Wendy Williams cause she helped it surface

Shout out my nigga Jigga cause he made that purchase

Shout out my nigga Sway, my nigga B Dot, Whoo Kid

Sold out the first day, we had to restock

(Look) My nigga Hoggie got shot in his head

(Look) I got that call and they said he was dead

(Look) I couldn't cry, but it hurt a nigga

Mostly because he was too young to find his purpose, nigga

This life is short, let's make it worth it, nigga

We all so far from perfect, nigga

Them cameras rollin' no rehearsals, nigga

Plus scared money never made a fuckin' purchase, nigga

Look at all this game in my verses, nigga

I swore that I would never have to work for niggas

I sacrificed like every nigga in my circle, nigga

Now world tours every summer like the circus, nigga

Barnum & Bailey's, y'all clowns is crazy

These diamonds is flawless, that shit is fugazy

Just open yo' magazine, see my picture by Jay Z

Brand new Mercedes, Los Angeles made me

Pull up at the Shell, playin' D'Angelo, "Lady"

This industry racist, don't ever mistake it

Can't say my name with' niggas who labels enslaved 'em

You say my name with' niggas like Malcolm and Jesus

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