Count My Days NLE Choppa
"Count My Days" by NLE Choppa, released in 2023, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of self-reflection, resilience, and the struggle against adversity. The lyrics convey a sense of urgency and determination to overcome challenges. Unique elements include a blend of melodic flows and introspective beats, contributing to its emotional depth. The song resonates with listeners seeking motivation and hope.
[Chorus]
Ayy, sometimes I count my days 'cause I keep takin' losses
Real bosses, they take crosses, be a man about it
Ain't no talkin', ain't no bargerin' in this gun violence
My grass high, so you know I heard the snakes rattle
[Post-Chorus]
Oh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Threw away the dirty 40s so I hit 'em with my nine
We gon' drop the whole crew till I see these niggas resign
I'ma have yo' dawg askin': "Why my niggas gotta die?"
[Verse 1]
Why your niggas gotta die? Because your niggas got a lot
Face down in the ground, we leave him bloody red, all black disguised
Fuck around, we let out ran, we let out shots until he drown
We wear them up, we in the drop, we gon' kill him when he go around
I told the bitch that I'm too much to handle, I said bring a friend
I said, Lord, forgive me, I've been sinnin', sinnin' again
Tried to leave his soul up in the wind, them bullies took a fin
Next time that we see him, put that on granted that we gon' end it
By the end of the night, he's dyin', I'ma have his momma cryin'
All my niggas slide like ISIS, so we gon' have you in a crisis
Lot of chopper, bullets, and silence
We gon' leave your hype man quiet
50D with the gang like a ride, is you riding for my niggas or the opps better decide
Ayy, sometimes I count my days 'cause I keep takin' losses
Real bosses, they take crosses, be a man about it
Ain't no talkin', ain't no bargerin' in this gun violence
My grass high, so you know I heard the snakes rattle
[Post-Chorus]
Oh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Threw away the dirty 40s so I hit 'em with my nine
We gon' drop the whole crew till I see these niggas resign
I'ma have yo' dawg askin': "Why my niggas gotta die?"
[Verse 1]
Why your niggas gotta die? Because your niggas got a lot
Face down in the ground, we leave him bloody red, all black disguised
Fuck around, we let out ran, we let out shots until he drown
We wear them up, we in the drop, we gon' kill him when he go around
I told the bitch that I'm too much to handle, I said bring a friend
I said, Lord, forgive me, I've been sinnin', sinnin' again
Tried to leave his soul up in the wind, them bullies took a fin
Next time that we see him, put that on granted that we gon' end it
By the end of the night, he's dyin', I'ma have his momma cryin'
All my niggas slide like ISIS, so we gon' have you in a crisis
Lot of chopper, bullets, and silence
We gon' leave your hype man quiet
50D with the gang like a ride, is you riding for my niggas or the opps better decide
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