| Count up this dough
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| Forever need more
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| we stroll
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| Running the block
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| Calling all of the shots
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| And I’m trying to make a way for my fam though
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| Lately I’ve been all about the payroll
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| Gotta pay bills
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| Put my momma in the hills
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| In a benz while I buy myself a lambo
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| Yeah Ima' get it
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| Yeah, yeah Ima' get it
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| Yeah Ima' get it
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| Yeah, yeah Ima' get it
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| Yeah, young and on a mission
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| With a hell of an intuition, but not in tuition
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| No time for dreamin' everyday a nigga tryna' live it
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| Steady scheming all the struggles got a nigga living
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| Need a pavilion, crib with vaulted ceilings
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| Bitches say I’m appealing
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| Bank account with a million
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| Spending thousands on linen
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| I ain’t stunting man, I think I deserve it
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| For all them nights I spent in cars
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| I put my all in these verses
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| I see my niggas in hearses
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| And at times felt worthless
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| But I stayed up on my shit because I knew it was worth it
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| And any lick you got I’m with it boy I know that’s for certain
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| I’m getting tired of seeing my momma hurting
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| Its time to get it nigga
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| Count up this dough
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| Forever need more
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| we stroll
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| Running the block
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| Calling all of the shots
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| And I’m trying to make a way for my fam though
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| Lately I’ve been all about the payroll
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| Gotta pay bills
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| Put my momma in the hills
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| In a benz while I buy myself a lambo
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| Yeah Ima' get it
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| Yeah, yeah Ima' get it
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| Yeah Ima' get it
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| Yeah, yeah Ima' get it
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| I stand alone in my four corner room staring at hammers
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| Ready to go bananas
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| Stressing, plotting, I gotta' get these bands up
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| Feds watching man, I ain’t tryna' get jammed up
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| Staying low from them cameras
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| Blowing on hella' cannabis
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| Always stick to the man’s script dog, whatever plan that is
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| Just a ghetto kid, plans to make it big
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| Tired of stressing and seeing my momma struggling
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| saying fuck school we out here hustling
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| My stock rise, on the block, this coke out here bubbling
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| Shots fired on the block, it’s probably Joey busting
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| Nigga tried and got shot, I don’t do no tussling
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| Count up this dough
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| Forever need more
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| But deep down we strong
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| Running the block
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| Calling all of the shots
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| And I’m trying to make a way for my fam though
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| Lately I’ve been all about the payroll
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| Gotta pay bills
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| Put my momma in the hills
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| In a benz while I buy myself a lambo
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| Yeah Ima' get it
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| Yeah, yeah Ima' get it
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| Yeah Ima' get it
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| Yeah, yeah Ima' get it
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| Count up this dough
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| We smoke
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| For my fam though
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| Need the payroll
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| Put my momma in the hills
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| Yeah Ima' get it
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| Yeah Ima' get it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Forever More , by - Joey Fatts. Song from the album I'll Call You Tomorrow, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп