Counting on me Lyrics

Yeah

I got some pain in my eyes and I know

Everyone waiting on me to just blow

'Member when we used to go to the store

On the ground it was snow with that thing in the coat

Had a few homies who like to play jokes

I was the one who stood back and took notes

Played my position you got know ya role

When the game is designed to take more than ya soul

And I feel like I never want praise in my city

Worked too hard to get it and look where it got me I'm good

Been thru the mud I done weathered the storm and a lotta these haters did not think I would

This for my dogs at the bottoms of bottoms I been there before in that bottomless pit

So optimistic of what I be spitting when I'm in my prime call the boy optimus

Pouring Svedka I might need a reverend

Ima subtle steppah' when that liquor get me

I told you I'll work all my problems out later

This Shit weighing on me I feel a lil heavy

Doing 97 down 97

I might make a stop at the 711

Grab some leafs I'm heading to another session

I just left from filling up the booth with questions

Like how

Did I make here when I'm supposed to be dead

Blood on my crown

And its dripping red from the top of my head

All the way to the ground

Should I disappear cuz apparently I disappear in a crowd

Then I hear a voice it say don't make a sound so I go

When I'm counting up the money just remember people counting on me, (counting on me)

And when you balling like the mamba gotta put on ya family and homies

(Put em on)

Said I been counting up the money can't forget the ones counting on me

(Yea they counting on me)

And when you balling like the mamba gotta put on ya family and homies

(Rest in peace to Kobe)

Taking a chance I got no regrets

Feel like a warrior word to Steph

I need me some curry call up a chef

I'm not with the beef I think lamb is best

I done got of my ass and got me a check

Say what you want get it of ya chest

It still don't mean I take you as a threat

I call up my dogs never had a pet

I found a new tempo hope you get the memo

I found a new tempo hope you get the memo

I doubled it up yea I rap in akimbo

I might go from point A To B like Nintendo

Be so unaware of surroundings the system be booming too loud in my ear when I vibe

Look in my eyes and it ain't no surprise how it's filled up with drive man I feel so alive

Then I remember I'm on a thin line and at times I can't lie I feel so dead inside

Don't wonder why I'm on clouds in the sky

I think Ima Rant (Morant) ya I'm feeling like Jah (Ja)

Feeling like God

And most of all

I take my head and throw it thru a wall

They steady counting me out man on god I'll provide

While prove all you muhhfuckers wrong fr

Like how

Did I make here when I'm supposed to be dead

Blood on my crown

And its dripping red from the top of my head

All the way to the ground

Should I disappear cuz apparently I disappear in a crowd

Then I hear a voice it say don't make a sound so I go

And when I'm counting up the money just remember people counting on me

(People counting on me)

And when you balling like the mamba gotta put on ya family and homies

(Put em on)

Said I been counting up the money cant forget the ones counting on me

(Yea they counting on me)

And when you balling like the mamba gotta put on ya family and homies

(Rest in peace to Kobe)