Count It Up Tink
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[Verse 1]
Last year around this time we was waking up in the apartment
Convos about condos on a lakefront with our blunts rolled
And we knew that we would make it, spoke it like a language
20 bills, no record deal, and this shit already famous
I had to get up and get it, ain't took a break in a minute
Too busy making a profit, bitches ain't even a topic
Can't count how many times they overlooked me
If only they knew what it took me
[Chorus]
Long days, long nights, 30 days, 30 flights, count it up
Long days, long nights, 30 days, 30 flights, count it up
[Verse 2]
I remember when they doubt me, couldn't see me on the list
Now I go to any city club when only paying for the trip
Spending weeks at the sophie, spent a lot up on a rollie
It's feeling like my time, it's feeling like my time
Hate on your life when it's good, Squeak in the back with a wood
Money been goin' around, ain't no more holdin' me down
No, no, no, no—oooo
[Chorus]
Long days, long nights, 30 days, 30 flights, count it up
Long days, long nights, 30 days, 30 flights, count it up
Last year around this time we was waking up in the apartment
Convos about condos on a lakefront with our blunts rolled
And we knew that we would make it, spoke it like a language
20 bills, no record deal, and this shit already famous
I had to get up and get it, ain't took a break in a minute
Too busy making a profit, bitches ain't even a topic
Can't count how many times they overlooked me
If only they knew what it took me
[Chorus]
Long days, long nights, 30 days, 30 flights, count it up
Long days, long nights, 30 days, 30 flights, count it up
[Verse 2]
I remember when they doubt me, couldn't see me on the list
Now I go to any city club when only paying for the trip
Spending weeks at the sophie, spent a lot up on a rollie
It's feeling like my time, it's feeling like my time
Hate on your life when it's good, Squeak in the back with a wood
Money been goin' around, ain't no more holdin' me down
No, no, no, no—oooo
[Chorus]
Long days, long nights, 30 days, 30 flights, count it up
Long days, long nights, 30 days, 30 flights, count it up
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