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Dee Mula - Lost Count Lyrics

[Intro]
Now I got commas, mm, they counted me out, they lost count (Honcho on that beat, word, say that)
Phew (Phew), they counted me out, they lost count, for real (Phew)
See, now I— uh
See, now I got— (Dee Mula)

[Verse]
They counted me out, they lost count (They lost count)
See, now I got commas, cut your fingers off
Niggas thought I fell off, but I came back
I was sittin' in the house with the TV off
Folks thought I was crazy, sittin' in the dark, back against the wall, appetite like a shark
Folks thought I was lazy, didn't drop none of my music, was too much sittin' on my heart (Damn)
I know niggas can't wait 'til I crash and break the news
Prayin' on my downfall, hope I lose, but I can't (Nah)
I'm the one that He choose, that He chose, I'm thе one make the rulеs
A lot of niggas been dick ridin' 'stead of tellin' niggas that they fake The shit they doin' ain't straight
Try to leave the real niggas behind, I'd better spit in they face
Rather keep my dick 'cause my temper bad, better stay in the house 'fore I flick his ass (Oh no)
I be out of my body on Percocets, start off with some head, that's perfect sex (Ugh, ugh)
They be hopin' I trip and fall, Maybach with the curtains and all (Oh-oh)
Bad bitch like a Barbie doll (Woo), beat that pussy up standin' tall
I'm the nigga they waitin' on, like, "When you gon' drop? Mula, where you at?"
I been in the box, I been locked in, still in the streets, we done killed niggas, I done lost friends (On go)
Heard there's five thousand dollar on my head, what's that? Nigga, I'll dropped ten (Huh?)
(I told y'all) Chanel come spend (Phew)
Trappin'-ass bitch, bring me his head
One for this, just rappin', don't know what a murder feel like (Nah)
I be arguin' with my niggas, like brothers, I fuck with them (Fuck with him), get mad if we still tight (Gang, gang)
Ain't no yes man in my clique, nigga
Pull up hittin' somethin' with that switch, nigga (Boom, boom)
I'm 'posed to been dead (Trap), that's what the opp said, but they scared (Come here)
Them niggas ain't usin' nothin' but they legs
I don't rap 'bout my cars (No), I been havin', fresh as a peppermint (Been havin')
I been gettin' sharp, nigga (I'm sharp, nigga), eat up, you starve, nigga (Nigga, you starvin')
And I don't need no cosign 'cause I'm the one who made me (I'm made me)
Took my grandma death kinda hard 'cause that's who raised me (That's who raised me)
I'm spayin' Blacks to boost the high, Percocets and Xanax with the lean (Uh), I'm startin' to fly
When you runnin' away from love and your dick good, that make em' cry (Ah)
Make 'em lie, talkin' 'bout they love you (You don't love me)
She just want this money and go get a trick to spoil (You want my money)
Can't never say I left no nigga out, I count these niggas in
Shoulda kept it business, he stopped ventin', so I became his friend (Damn)
I help niggas, you got problems, man, his problems, man, I step with y'all (I step with y'all)
Don't talk 'bout me 'cause I just cut you off, lil' bitch, I step with you (You ain't nothin' but a trick)
Been by myself lately 'cause niggas fake, it's givin' shady
Ungrateful, I'm insecure 'cause I fuck nigga bitches on the daily Unfaithful, these hoes ain't worth a free cuff 'cause she lie 'bout fuckin' (No)
She'll lie 'bout anything, don't need her