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mal finesse - counted out كلمات الأغنية

yeah
my boy turbo on the beat

[verse]
you a stranger to them trenches what you know bout them
not here to make no peace, my parents named me malcolm
rumors always come from n-ggas in they feelings watchin’
post traumatic stress i get high to escape my problems
brodie pour four up out the pint
that sh-t done got him noddin’
dare me to do it then i might
watch n-ggas turn to sonic
this ain’t no game this sh-t is life
you might lose it to violence
one main b-tch by my side these other hoes be childish
they be low for real
get you exposed for real
same goes for the bros for real
watch who you keep close for real
inner circle not supposed to squeal
no squares you know the deal
cross me once in my head you k!lled
cross me once can’t say you real
i don’t know what the f-ck happened
n-ggas be think that i don’t be living sh-t
this is more to me than rapping
pockets had dusty bunnies now they full
my jeans hold all of the racks in
instagram gave these n-ggas personas
they don’t really be trapping
f-ck it, ion even gotta speak
you tell by the aura, the way they maneuver
that they ain’t really from the streets
you swear you the sh-t you n-ggas ain’t it
these clowns pop up every week
you are not into that
this ain’t that internet sh-t boy
n-ggas be dying from beef
i’m feeling like i gotta prove somethin’
you want work, go move somethin’
old hoe think i’m subbing at her
baby ion care who you f-cking
before i got on the cuffing sh-t
i would scoop b-tches for the fun of it
i changed them like i change clothes
like “this is better than the other fit”
heat check me ? you need an oven mitt
ain’t no f-ck love f-ck a sucker b-tch
want a quarter milly on my neck and wrist
say ya shorty loyal but she love my d-ck
girls night out ? where you think she went ?
hoes are easy n-gga, all it took for me to scoop ya b-tch
was to send a message
she been getting dogged out ever since
ever since, way back way back
i had a dream to make stacks
needed them pesos asap
needed to make more pay back
cause we needed them bankrolls to impress
shout out to banko go invest
excuses ? i hate those n-gga get
up off of yo -ss and get to a check
get to the money cause honestly
none of you n-ggas is hot as me
end of discussion
probably would have more on your plate if mine wasn’t in the discussion
they gotta be
cappers cause all of this talkin and they ain’t did nothing
i faithfully and properly get to a bag
you n-ggas is dummies
i don’t play no games n-gga i just pull them cards
no we ain’t the same n-gga we don’t chase them broads
we don’t love them hoes
cause you know how that go
we just set a goal
right or not, i get this dough
go and hit the road i’m getting dough i’m cashing out
keep the hitter rolled
this high grade only in my dollie
no you ain’t the homie
you don’t get to say you know me now
you know broski riding with a 40 pound
counted out

- mal finesse

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