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(Life can cause you much pain) (There are many ways to deal with this pain) (Choose wisely) Will I fall? Will I fly? Heal my soul Fulfill my high Cross my heart (Count, count count, count it) And hope to die (Count, count count, count it) With my slice (Count, count, count, count it) Of Devil's pie Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it I know that it's difficult I'm stackin' the paper it's sorta habitual I blow the residual And fuckin' yo bitch like its part of my ritual Pardon the visual But money, it give me a hard-on it's typical I want it in physical A million dollars, I count up in intervals Without it I'm miserable Don't wanna fall off so I'm all in my bag Thankin' God like it's biblical I know it's gon' solve every problem I have I balled on the principal Remember the teachers that was all on my ass Now look all of them, pitiful And all of a sudden I'm so good at math Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it Can't take it when you die, but you can't live without it Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it Can't take it when you die Uno, dos, tres Big bills, big bills I fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills My niggas running tip drills, can't sit still Don't give a fuck if it kills, it mix well I'm only counting Big bills, big bills I fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills My niggas running tip drills, can't sit still Don't give a fuck if it kills, it mix well I'm only counting Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Proceed with caution I heard if you chase it only results in A hole in your heart Fuck it, I take the whole cake and I won't leave a portion It's only an organ Thank God mama couldn't afford the abortion The loneliest orphan I flipped my misfortune and grown me a fortune My Rollie is scorchin' Them niggas that hated is slowly endorsin' Now Cole, he important My niggas beside me like Tommy and Martin We ball in your court and Escape with your bitch like we turning your heart in She don't need no garments She horny from all the money we countin' Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it Can't take it when you die, but you can't live without it Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it Can't take it when you die Uno dos Will I fall? Will I fly? Heal my soul Fulfill my high Cross my heart And hope to die With my slice of Devil's pie

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Jermaine Cole, Nikolaus Brodszky, Sammy Cahn

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Enviado el 19 de octubre de 2022 Por Anonymous

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J. Cole P&D

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19 de abril de 2018

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