U.S.D.A. - Count It Up lyrics

Yeah count it up* You already know the deal You n***as know what I doubt let just speak for real And while you at it young just keep the artist still And pill the rap off the block like the banana bill Ni tell me can you see the flake, one glance of dat glitter make ya wanna shake Adrenaline rushin blood flowin through your veins When you close your eyes at night do you be seeing things 'Cause n***a I was seeing things At least 100 at a time dats on everything Magic City, 112 let me reminisce A n***a must of missed some how did it come to this You got n***as runnin round like they run the town Dope game, game over jizzles on the mound Ni watch me co*k right back and hit a homerun, enough bricks at one time to build a whole sun They like god damn young boi u owe one everbody talkin bricks but they own none What your n***a know about counting millions, the only place it ain't money is on the ceilion [Chorus:] Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up Take it all out your pocket Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up Pull it all out your pocket I'm going in, f** it I'm going in I was just about to take off the top let us begin Let the room start to fill up with smoke no inhalin' I turn dis four into a nine I'll be in heaven Leave here and get caught with this nine I'll be a felon I ain't the one for doing no time just know I'm bailin The government don't really approve of what I'm selling Get jammed up we all know the rules just it's no tellin Even doe I came to bring the word I'm no rev Just a casualty in game more like a veteran Ask me do I no treat raisens and dem cookies cut fifteen hundred in dimes when we was rookies And tell me how I go up to least 30 a thang It's one for dem n***as out here doin they thing Everyday riskin it all deep in the game Ain't about to ask a n***a for sh**, I feel the same They like god damn young boi u owe one everbody talkin bricks but they own none What your n***a know about counting millions, the only place it ain't money is on the ceilion [Chorus:] Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up Take it all out your pocket Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up Pull it all out your pocket