(I've been counting all them days down)
(Yeah it's that TM3 shit you know how we rocking)
(Been alone like I've been counting all them days down)
(Like)
(I been)
(Yeah)
I feel alone like I've been counting all them days down
We'll kick it for the night
But for the weekend you can't stay 'round
Baba calling on my phone
Nah I told her leave me 'lone
I'm just chilling at the crib tonight
Won't go out each is own
Now I'm just looking for a way out
I'm picking up that pace
I'm just looking for a way back home
I'm kicking on the jakes
I'ma dump this bitch until it's gone
I'm clicking 'till it break
All that love I went and shown
What I got back was something fake
What I got back was something fake
I'm in that trap I'm selling weight
It's get back gang but I could wait
I'm in new places different states
I'm skipping the town
That bitch is a thot she be skipping around
I got to skate taking a different route
Now I give her the boot after dicking her down
New pack got to double it up
All hard work I'm like where is the luck
Up early lets get me a jump
We got the sticks like we playing with drums
No pain like I'm feeling numb
No names like I'm playing dumb
Choppa got kick I ain't talking no punt
When I step in the spot I just throw up 3much
And the people I lost I'ma do it for you
I'ma slide on the block throw a few out the roof
Like shawty she doing too much
Look what that lil' bitch doing to you
I ain't loving no bitch I'm in love with the bucks
I ain't trusting no bitch f*ck you thought that it was
Shoot from the neck up and send him above
I might blow me your rent when I go to the club
(I might blow me your rent when I go to the club)
I might blow me a bag when I step out
If I let off a shot then you better get down
I was in high school always got left out
I was in love and I always got let down
Now they hitting my phone tryna see what the check 'bout
She bitching I told her to get out
I ain't tripping I'm on to the next
I ain't bringing my phone I ain't sending no text
I'ma slide on the block and leave everything dead
All this anger I got to go let out
For the money I think I'm obsessed
Still breathing I think that I'm blessed
Now I'm feeling alone got to stay with the tech
I feel alone like I've been counting all them days down
We'll kick it for the night
But for the weekend you can't stay 'round
Baba calling on my phone
Nah I told her leave me 'lone
I'm just chilling at the crib tonight
Won't go out each is own
Now I'm just looking for a way out
I'm picking up that pace
I'm just looking for a way back home
I'm kicking on the jakes
I'ma dump this bitch until it's gone
I'm clicking 'till it break
All that love I went and shown
What I got back was something fake