You look so different to me
It's like you barely even, listen
You look so different to me
It's like you barely even know me
You was missin' from me
Swear I'm tired of feelin' lonely
Like Field Mob song, Trill Mob boy
She been MIA for too long, so far
Now catch the compensation, change the conversation
Dollars all I'm chasin', ain't talkin' money? F*ck is you sayin'?
I'm non-comprehensive, money finish sentences
No, I ain't sensitive, nigga, just highly offended
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
Let's not fight the funk, she say I pour too much in my cup
F*ck the opposition, plus I'm still ridin' with it tucked
They say I should change the way I'm livin' but just can't get enough
Still be quick to up that chopper on his block and hit 'em up
My lil' brothers don't come home 'til November, I told 'em, "We gon' live it up"
Can't do shit but pray for J Ron 'cause that nigga don't gave a f*ck
Not at all, nigga, had my back against the wall, nigga
Mama told me I'd see it all, nigga
Yeah, who love you at your lowest of lows? I know, I mean
I'm in the backyard thinkin' I need, that smoke puffing outta my teeth
I'm good, I got my green, sittin' back sippin' ocean breeze
I don't got it, baby, ask them boys, all that hating turn to white noise
Tryna get red carpet fly, I don't flex my life, I don't lie
Treat life like I might die, don't like myself sometimes
But I bet that come with time, ever feel like ya head got screws?
A little bit loose, goddamn, give a f*ck if I lose
Ain't no fool, he got deja vu
I'm the man, I'm the dog, got juice
Just know I f*cked up too
Talk like you got it figured it out and I wish I did too
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
Count on me
Count on me
COUNT ON ME Video (MV)
Performed By: BROCKHAMPTON
From Album: ROADRUNNER: NEW LIGHT, NEW MACHINE
Written by: Dalvin Serino, Ian Simpson, Jabari Manwarring, Jared Scharff, Jeremy Ruzumna, Joseph Karnes, Matthew Garrett Champion, Rakim Mayers, Romil Hemnani, Russell Evan Boring, Ryan Beatty
BROCKHAMPTON - COUNT ON ME Lyrics
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You look so different to me
It's like you barely even, listen
You look so different to me
It's like you barely even know me
You was missin' from me
Swear I'm tired of feelin' lonely
Like Field Mob song, Trill Mob boy
She been MIA for too long, so far
Now catch the compensation, change the conversation
Dollars all I'm chasin', ain't talkin' money? F*ck is you sayin'?
I'm non-comprehensive, money finish sentences
No, I ain't sensitive, nigga, just highly offended
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
Let's not fight the funk, she say I pour too much in my cup
F*ck the opposition, plus I'm still ridin' with it tucked
They say I should change the way I'm livin' but just can't get enough
Still be quick to up that chopper on his block and hit 'em up
My lil' brothers don't come home 'til November, I told 'em, "We gon' live it up"
Can't do shit but pray for J Ron 'cause that nigga don't gave a f*ck
Not at all, nigga, had my back against the wall, nigga
Mama told me I'd see it all, nigga
Yeah, who love you at your lowest of lows? I know, I mean
I'm in the backyard thinkin' I need, that smoke puffing outta my teeth
I'm good, I got my green, sittin' back sippin' ocean breeze
I don't got it, baby, ask them boys, all that hating turn to white noise
Tryna get red carpet fly, I don't flex my life, I don't lie
Treat life like I might die, don't like myself sometimes
But I bet that come with time, ever feel like ya head got screws?
A little bit loose, goddamn, give a f*ck if I lose
Ain't no fool, he got deja vu
I'm the man, I'm the dog, got juice
Just know I f*cked up too
Talk like you got it figured it out and I wish I did too
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
Count on me
Count on me
It's like you barely even, listen
You look so different to me
It's like you barely even know me
You was missin' from me
Swear I'm tired of feelin' lonely
Like Field Mob song, Trill Mob boy
She been MIA for too long, so far
Now catch the compensation, change the conversation
Dollars all I'm chasin', ain't talkin' money? F*ck is you sayin'?
I'm non-comprehensive, money finish sentences
No, I ain't sensitive, nigga, just highly offended
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
Let's not fight the funk, she say I pour too much in my cup
F*ck the opposition, plus I'm still ridin' with it tucked
They say I should change the way I'm livin' but just can't get enough
Still be quick to up that chopper on his block and hit 'em up
My lil' brothers don't come home 'til November, I told 'em, "We gon' live it up"
Can't do shit but pray for J Ron 'cause that nigga don't gave a f*ck
Not at all, nigga, had my back against the wall, nigga
Mama told me I'd see it all, nigga
Yeah, who love you at your lowest of lows? I know, I mean
I'm in the backyard thinkin' I need, that smoke puffing outta my teeth
I'm good, I got my green, sittin' back sippin' ocean breeze
I don't got it, baby, ask them boys, all that hating turn to white noise
Tryna get red carpet fly, I don't flex my life, I don't lie
Treat life like I might die, don't like myself sometimes
But I bet that come with time, ever feel like ya head got screws?
A little bit loose, goddamn, give a f*ck if I lose
Ain't no fool, he got deja vu
I'm the man, I'm the dog, got juice
Just know I f*cked up too
Talk like you got it figured it out and I wish I did too
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
Count on me
Count on me
Writer: Dalvin Serino, Ian Simpson, Jabari Manwarring, Jared Scharff, Jeremy Ruzumna, Joseph Karnes, Matthew Garrett Champion, Rakim Mayers, Romil Hemnani, Russell Evan Boring, Ryan Beatty
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
