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count me out - trooper tikey lyrics

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[intro]
yurp, tikey
(plan to smoke with the big boys, ayy smxky?)
you know, i just wanna talk my sh*t, one time
that’s all the f*ck i need his one time, haha
let’s get it
yurp

[verse 1]
all these n*ggas cap a lot, but i know they ain’t no g
ain’t no polo on my b*tch, all the horses in her v
i ain’t fit in, so i went in, how you criticizing me?
everything i say offensive, but n0body playing d
when it come to all my n*ggas, imma ride til’ we on e
i don’t wanna wish you free, or have a shirt with r.i.p
i was locked up in the trenches, had to go and find a key
when you chasing fast money, you gon’ have to pay a fee
copped a choppa once a p*ssy told me he would shoot me
i prefer to give him hands, but he could get the uzi
i remember when my mother said she scared to lose me
all i think about is chico when i grab the toolie
i saw shay give birth to tyla, and it made me sane again
she might be the only child ’cause i can’t see that pain again
if i had a boy, i probably would’ve made it rain again
now i look at women different, i can’t cross that lane again
if you swerve up in my lane, then you a stain b*tch
make you disappear, like my name is david blaine b*tch
ran some racks up off my music, but my pops sold cane b*tch
they should called me spider*man, hitting mary jane b*tch
all my n*ggas in the streets, it left it hard for me to sleep
my gun jammin’ in my dreams when i be tryna k!ll the reaper
have you ever been all alone and you was still seein’ people?
i don’t know if it’s just me, i don’t know if it’s some demons
i’m tryna yell in my dreams and don’t n0body hear me screamin’
i talk to god in silence, i know he hear a n*gga thinkin’
i love draco with all my heart, told him he no longer my partner
you my brother, told dion you gotta stop slangin’ them choppas
you gotta hustle
ayy, shootouts back to back in my hood, them bullets nameless
and all them junkies want is a sheet, ain’t talkin’ blankets
n*ggas die and the world act like it never happened
forget about you right after that rest in peace status
me and ghetto got a bond that ain’t n0body got
i hope my n*gga get a bond when them bodies drop
through sign language at the dealership, maybe ’cause i don’t talk a lot
[chorus]
they was quick to count me out
they ain’t even know what i’m about
i just had to go a different route
f*ck the co*signs, n*gga f*ck the clout
x2

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