Count’n Me Out

[Chorus]
Thank you for count'n me out (out)
Thank you for count'n me out (out)
Thank you for count'n me out (out)
Thank you for count'n me out (yeah)
If it wasn’t for you
I’d be worried about all the shit that you saying now
Thank you for count'n me out (out)
Thank you for count'n me out (yeah)
Doubt’s a bitch
You could fuck around and slip
You can fuck around and trip
Fall off a cliff
Bounce right back get rich
Nigga right back in your [?]
Thank you for count'n me out (out)
Thank you for count'n me out (out)
Thank you for count'n me out (bitch)
Thank you for count'n me out (yeah)

[Verse 1]
Will I be fine without your mentions?
Your purest or ill intentions
Your dire need for attention
That’s some crackhead shit
You willing to take whatever you need to get where you goin-go-goin'
You willing to steal
You willing to kill
You willing to die for it
Walking on a thin line for it
Fighting all of your life for it
What the fuck is y'all lying for?
I start a riot in a quiet storm
Mo'fuckers gon' catch a L then cut ya off
Take a loss, lookin' back and smilе
Stab your back, cut your throat
Fuck you over, waste all your time

[Chorus]
Thank you for count'n mе out (out)
Thank you for count'n me out (out)
Thank you for count'n me out (out)
Thank you for count'n me out (yeah)
If it wasn’t for you
I’d be worried about all the shit that you saying now
Thank you for count'n me out (out)
Thank you for count'n me out (yeah)
Doubt’s a bitch
You could fuck around and slip
You could fuck around and trip
Fall off a cliff
Bounce right back get rich
Nigga right back in your [?]
Thank you for count'n me out (out)
Thank you for count'n me out (out)
Thank you for count'n me out (bitch)
Thank you for count'n me out (yeah)

[Verse 2]
Is it me or is it kinda lonely standing on your own feet living at the top?
It’d be somebody from your own team round for the whole thing waiting for the drop
Knew what was done
Knew that I wasn’t the one
Two, three, coupla you niggas are plotting
Planning to bring my demise to me
Coupla years ago you was hanging around I thought you was a groupie
The circle is small, the SUV nah, I picked that bitch up in a two seat
I could recall niggas hopping, stepping over me
Knowing they true colors but they showing me, gloatingly
Going dark on 'em totally, fuck 'em

[Chorus]
- Count'n me out (out)
Thank you for count'n me out (out)
Thank you for count'n me out (out)
Thank you for count'n me out (yeah)
If it wasn’t for you
I’d be worried about all the shit that you saying now
Thank you for count'n me out (out)
Thank you for- (yeah)
Doubt’s a bitch
You could fuck around and slip
You can fuck around and trip
Fall off a cliff
Bounce right back get rich
Nigga right back in your [?]
Thank you for count'n me out (out)
Thank you for count'n me out (out)
Thank you for count'n me out (bitch)
Thank you for count'n me out (yeah)
Thank you fo-