G.Q. - Count Em Up lyrics

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Feat. Nipsey Hussle & Rapper Big Pooh

(Hook)

Deals, round 'em up! Bills, count 'em up

Need a V12 Coupe with a broad that's down as fuck

Fed up with this money I fell in love

Your plan is game, stay in yo lane

Ain't no traffic when you dust

And what happens is because

And that's with anything, it gon' take passion, gon' take love

But you got action, just don't budge

Well, I just make this magic with these words

And I take all this cabbage and just splurge

(Verse)

All my habits's gettin' worse

For instance, all the coarse that catch my interest cost

At least two hundid thousand, is it worth?

Tought question, I neva consider, I just flex it

Some days I drink champagne for breakfast

And once upon a time we lived blind with a death wish

Came for a circle, now the story is the message

We all want success but most of us unsuccessful

We all know the game but most of us don't respect it

(Verse)

Before the music, I was dreamin' of Sneaker deals

I know they listen when the seats is filled

Still, the night glitter, early mornin' we chief until we leavin'

Print it on it like one tequila spills

Black bottles, lifestyle attract models

A tough act to follow, livin' a black novel

Who the fuck are you? Complemented attitude

Paintin' my city when I'm passin' by them avenues

Don't wanna wake up, dream got me up in a coma

Wine bottles and women of age like Verona

Talkin' change, remember face but lost names

I'm still fishin' like card games, ?

Reality shots, I'm just drinkin' for confirmation

I got 'em witnessin' my operation

I on' slippin' like outies get

Trappin' because Maui drips

Me and my nigga Nipsey on some Cali shit

(Hook)

Deals, round 'em up! Bills, count 'em up

Need a V12 Coupe with a broad that's down as fuck

Fed up with this money I fell in love

Your plan is game, stay in yo lane

Ain't no traffic when you dust

And what happens is because

And that's with anything, it gon' take passion, gon' take love

But you got action, just don't budge

Well, I just make this magic with these words

And I take all this cabbage and just splurge

(Verse)

I like my fives on top of tens, tens on top of twenties

Fifties, hunits are betta, standin' out like a Gucci sweater

Clear sky, sandy beach, women in warm weather

A brainstorm, I hope you brought umbrellas

I'm tired of broke niggas fakin' it, cause most will neva make it

To beatin' ? of the character they idolizin'

It's like a spread sheet I'm atomizin'

Separatin' the real from what's not, results are so surprisin'

I need Mauri, what's in it for the glory

Last seen Denzel gettin' whipped for that old cookie

Ope fell in love when I wadn't lookin'

Write it myself so I'm not mistaken

Bought a Lex with my first big check just to show I had the bacon

Money ain't a thing, girl, what's shakin'?

My ego probably, I'm in the lobby

Think about this hobby

And how them dream killas tryna rob me

I just wanna be great like Ali

Or feared like Tyson

My niggas make it hard when they bittin'

So I pin these letters to the lightnin'

Fear I'm excitin'

Get in an elevator with a white woman, she frightened

As I stand with a smile on my face

She got a hand in her purse, ready to introduce mace

While you over there looking at me

I'm looking at buying a place so count 'em up

(Hook)

Deals, round 'em up! Bills, count 'em up

Need a V12 Coupe with a broad that's down as fuck

Fed up with this money I fell in love

Your plan is game, stay in yo lane

Ain't no traffic when you dust

And what happens is because

And that's with anything, it gon' take passion, gon' take love

But you got action, just don't budge

Well, I just make this magic with these words

And I take all this cabbage and just splurge