Days Count Lyrics

I don't count the days, I make the days count

You gon' see me break through before I break down

The love be fake, nowadays, but it's my day now

Before my casket outweighed, I'll find a way out

Before it's my time, before it's my time

Lord, you know I gotta get mine It's all on the line

Lord, so please just

Keep your hand on me

You know my opps makin' plans on me

None of them flowers they handin' me

Cause they'd rather see them all land on me

Just keep your hand on me

Uh, I'm out of church, fresh in a Hellcat

That fire on me, stay the hell back

I flooded my wrist and the belt match

You cannot hurt my feelings

If I don't have feelings, I know that you felt that

Used to make bills just to pay bills

Now I make bills to pay myself back

Still cry in the rain, still hidin' the pain

I do the same thing and expect change

Yes, I am insane for that dollar Not cause I want to, it's all cause I gotta

If I do not eat, I'm still feedin' my daughters

It's all about presence, it's

And not about presents

In other words, it is just me that I brought em

Coupe blue like it's sad or somethin

Inside, fettuccine pasta

380 in the cup holder

Devil know me and Jesus watchin

The path I'm on

It is like Babylon

I let him babble on

Cause talk is cheap, ya dentist just laughed along

And it's not even half the song

I knew a thief

He worked at Amazon

Didn't know cam was on

He had to eat

Fed himself and his mom

He was like, damn, this job, my nigga, I understand

But I'm facin' the music, runnin' straight to it while doin' the runnin' man

But it ain't no runnin, man

I don't count the days, I make the days count

You gon' see me break through before I break down

The love be fake nowadays, but it's my day now

Before my casket outweighed I'll find a way out, yeah

Before it's my time, before it's my time Lord, you know I gotta get mine

It's all on the line, Lord, so please just keep your hand on me

You know my opps makin' plans on me

None of them flowers, they handin' me

Cause they'd rather see them all land on me

Just keep your hand on me

When you got cheese, the rats come

When you makin' moves, better pack somethin

If they story don't add up subtract them

Never let a trick do you like the last one

Split that check in half when the cash come

So that way you always gon' have some

Eyes open on your credit score, never snore

My cup runneth over, I'ma let it wet the floor

You better watch your step, Fitbit

Get a plan or a plan gon' get you Right when it happen, take action on the issue

Big dog shit, no shih tzu

Never gossip in a huddle, that's a bitch move

Block all texts from all ex Whenever they say that they miss you

Yeah, I'm standin' on business with cement shoes

Take care of your kids, lunch, dinner, and breakfast

Or else nothin' you do is impressive

Tell me how you got fruity pebbles in your necklace

But can't pour them in your kid's bowl for breakfast

What's your parenthood like? What's your marriage been like?

Who you pray to at night?

You woke yourself up, yeah right

I will never look at another person and tell myself that it must be nice

To live they life

Cause my kids alright

And my wife alright

Health is wealth

And my doctor said that I'm alright

Just keep your hands on me, Christ, yeah

I don't count the days, I make the days count

You gon' see me break through before I break down

The love be fake nowadays, but it's my day now

Before my casket outweighed I'll find a way out

Before it's my time

Before it's my time, Lord, you know I gotta get mine

It's all on the line Lord

So please just keep your hand on me

You know my opps makin' plans on me

None of them flowers they handin' me

Cause they'd rather see them all land on me

Just keep your hand on me, Lord