Count On It

[Produced by Stunnah Beatz]

[Verse]
There ain't no stopping this moment, my is eye on the prize
My nigga, silence is golden, my phone is on a vibe
I guess it's time for promotion, my nigga's on the live
Making light jokes about popping these hoes, I ain't lying
End of the quarter like, "Homie let's go you gotta focus"
Mid October and all of the pieces are in motion
We barely sober, Digiorno with delivery
Rolling and flipping this dough while chasin after our dreams

[Chorus]
I love this shit but at the same time
I let 'em know that it's game time
One thing I know
Is that in life they try to take mine
Losing my hope just ain't a option
Gotta keep grinding
Remain consistent, you can count on it
You can count on it, count on it
You can count on it
Like the palm of your hand
You can count on it
Like that fucking kitchen table
You can count on it, count on it
Count on it, You can count on it

[Verse 2]
Why you gotta start up? I got my key in the ignition
Hot and fresh out the kitchen with just a fucking warm-up
I spit fire my nigga, they asking what's the holdup
I would tell 'em chip in, but they ain't got the salsa
They ain't have the summer I do wonders every time I wonder
Which of these thots will try to take me from her
She hit my phone like the lotto, she playing every number
Original sheet music, I'm never doing covers

[Chorus]
At the same time
I let 'em know that it's game time
One thing I know
Is that in life they try to take mine
Losing my hope just ain't a option
Gotta keep grinding
Remain consistent, you can count on it
You can count on it, count on it
You can count on it
Like the palm of your hand
You can count on it
Like that fucking kitchen table
You can count on it, count on it
Count on it

[Chorus]
I love this shit but at the same time
I let 'em know that it's game time
One thing I know
Is that in life they try to take mine
Losing my hope just ain't a option
Gotta keep grinding
Remain consistent, you can count on it
You can count on it, count on it
You can count on it
Like the palm of your hand
You can count on it
Like that fucking kitchen table
You can count on it, count on it
Count on it, You can count on it

[Outro]
Uh, uh, yeah (Yeah)
Just gotta take it— Just gotta take it easier, you know what I'm saying?
Still out here, still breathing, still making music (That's right)
And you can count on it
Now and forever (For eternity)