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COUNTIN' (BLESSINGS) Video (MV)




Performed By: Chris Moronta
Length: 2:36
Written by: Christopher Moronta




Chris Moronta - COUNTIN' (BLESSINGS) Lyrics




I've been counting all my blessings
I've been counting
If I die today my likes rise to a thousand
They gon say they know
But know nothing about me
He do drugs, love to party with the hoes
Always keep a 'entourage'
Always know I roll alone,
Every line just, blows my mind
I, love the feeling when we f*cking
With no condom
I'm numb from bars I risk it all With no reminders
A Key Week, Miami Breezing All these Vices

Counting My Blessings
Smoking strong
Praying my dealer don't do me wrong
Dope laced up with fentanyl
My mans snort lines for every bar
He got the plug, with all the drugs
I warn em bro please be careful
But niggas don't practice what they preach
Pop a Xan per every week
Niggaz be chilling all alone, in they feels
Then they OD
So I advise you hit your fam and friends
That say "You know the old me"

Off Off them prescription
Getting that Government Love
Said What's the point of that insurance
When they poison our blood
Thems uppers keep you down
The downers f*ck you up
I gotta speak my shit
Cause God Forgives I Don't
I gotta count my blessings
Cause 16 ain't enough
My niggas smoke extendos
Thinking bout extending dividends
But end up on a X-Ray
With bullet fragments
From the chest to neck

Ain't no ambulances
On the scene
Gotta watch your child bleed
From a screen
All verified by TMZ
My obituary written in a Tweet
Everybody watched but never did a thing
This How We Live in 2019
RIP to Junior XXX long live the kings
Long Live the Kings I've been Countin'

I've been counting all my blessings
I've been counting
If I die today my likes rise to a thousand
They gon say they know
But know nothing about me
He do drugs, love to party with the hoes
Always keep a 'entourage'
Always know I roll alone
Every line just, blows my mind
I, love the feeling when we f*cking
With no condom
I'm numb from bars I risk it all With no reminders
A Key Week, Miami Breezing All these Vices

Whats the Vice, What's the Price
For your Soul?
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I've been counting all my blessings
I've been counting
If I die today my likes rise to a thousand
They gon say they know
But know nothing about me
He do drugs, love to party with the hoes
Always keep a 'entourage'
Always know I roll alone,
Every line just, blows my mind
I, love the feeling when we f*cking
With no condom
I'm numb from bars I risk it all With no reminders
A Key Week, Miami Breezing All these Vices

Counting My Blessings
Smoking strong
Praying my dealer don't do me wrong
Dope laced up with fentanyl
My mans snort lines for every bar
He got the plug, with all the drugs
I warn em bro please be careful
But niggas don't practice what they preach
Pop a Xan per every week
Niggaz be chilling all alone, in they feels
Then they OD
So I advise you hit your fam and friends
That say "You know the old me"

Off Off them prescription
Getting that Government Love
Said What's the point of that insurance
When they poison our blood
Thems uppers keep you down
The downers f*ck you up
I gotta speak my shit
Cause God Forgives I Don't
I gotta count my blessings
Cause 16 ain't enough
My niggas smoke extendos
Thinking bout extending dividends
But end up on a X-Ray
With bullet fragments
From the chest to neck

Ain't no ambulances
On the scene
Gotta watch your child bleed
From a screen
All verified by TMZ
My obituary written in a Tweet
Everybody watched but never did a thing
This How We Live in 2019
RIP to Junior XXX long live the kings
Long Live the Kings I've been Countin'

I've been counting all my blessings
I've been counting
If I die today my likes rise to a thousand
They gon say they know
But know nothing about me
He do drugs, love to party with the hoes
Always keep a 'entourage'
Always know I roll alone
Every line just, blows my mind
I, love the feeling when we f*cking
With no condom
I'm numb from bars I risk it all With no reminders
A Key Week, Miami Breezing All these Vices

Whats the Vice, What's the Price
For your Soul?
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Christopher Moronta
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