Count it up, count it up, introduce the substance I need the money and the fame, Gucci in abundance I remember walkin' alleyways and takin' buses Now I'm lookin' for a roast, but bitches got assumptions Lil' shawty a waste, I still get that ho a taste But when we done, kick her out, then she get replaced Can't see a thing, too much smoke, I'm lost in the haze *** with me, you'll get this life, of which I am graced See how I be graced, too much money in the bank Let's know my name, cause on TV you gon' see my face I'm count it up, count it up, ***, I'm losin' space Hear me playin' through your speakers, ***, I'm on my chase But I ain't do the race, cause I ain't leave a trace And all these bitches steady treatin' me like I'm a safe But that ain't me, see, I be on a different mission I'm only ***in' with these fakers if they bring commission And that's just my condition, so listen up, don't miss it We rollin' up the woods, in the building, no permission I'm blessed, yeah, I have risen, you ***ers in remission But that's just my prediction, did my verse, hope the hook ain't missin' Count it up, count it up, introduce the substance I need the money and the fame, Gucci in abundance I remember walkin' alleyways and takin' buses Now I'm lookin' for a roast, but bitches got assumptions Lil' shorty a waste, I still get that hoe a taste But when we done, kick her out, then she get replaced Can't see a thing, too much smoke, I'm lost in the haze *** with me, you'll get this life, of which I am graced Ooh, y'all niggas gettin' money, yeah I'm drippin' the water that the sun in, yeah Don't *** with me, I got it, ooh Hit the bag and we gon' go and buy it, yeah Addicted to the finer thing Trottin', she an angel with the finest wing Tenacious with the toolie, he gon' let it sink I pull up, then I skirt, I'm rollin' in the range *** just ain't the same, *** just been different I'm stuck in the woods, at least I can roll them up good Throwin' up signs, they claimin' the hood But they wouldn't shoot if they could Countin' the guala after Biggie Paca And she wanna climb in the Wraith All this cash causin' these problems, so I threw it back in the safe Yeah, I threw it back in the safe, but shawty, she keep countin' I'm runnin' out of space, time to check, no, it ain't bouncin' I'm goin' out my way, richer than yesterday And I ain't finna play, niggas gettin' ***in' paid Count it up, count it up, tell me what it is Pullin' up to the club in a brand new Benz Got a tenant with a brand new bitch, no, she slimmed it with the curve Ooh, I like it, yeah And this a life that never gets old Keep the diamonds on me, gotta keep the cash cold Count it up, count it up, I keep countin' bread I could never get enough Count it up, count it up, introduce a substance I need the money and the fame, you should hit abundance I remember walkin' alleyways and takin' buses Now I'm lookin' for a roast, but bitches got assumptions I took it to how it tastes But when we done, kick her out, then she get replaced I'm lost in the haze, life of which I am used