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Count Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Promonant
Length: 3:12
Written by: Jacquez Johnson




Promonant - Count Up Lyrics




Count up this cash we on it
Count up this cash let's get to the money
Count up this cash and run it
Count up this cash we thumb through the 100s
I done seen better days, so I never been afraid
I get love in my hood, Port City born and raised

Count up this cash we on it
Count up this cash let's get to the money
Count up this cash and run it
Count up this cash we thumb through the 100s
Been down for so long, swear its been a long year
Gotta live on my own, I just don't belong here

Red Rozay, Champagne, Moet, get the feeling right
Imma lead the next generation to the sky what it's feeling like
Put ya hands in the air, pour a drink, toast to the good life
You don't need to give up, you just need to work hard get it right
And when you make ya first mil, sit back homie chill
Don't forget to read the fine print on the contracts of your record deal
Get a lawyer get a manager, find a label that can handle ya
Get familiar with the business, just in case they was scamming us
Have fun go on tour, f*ck a bitch, get a groupie and a whore
Everybody out for self, don't trust nobody anymore
Its gone be haters on the way up, ignore the hate and get ya cake up
You finally made it cause you stayed tough, living young rich and paid up

Count up this cash we on it
Count up this cash let's get to the money
Count up this cash and run it
Count up this cash we thumb through the 100s
I done seen better days, so I never been afraid
I get love in my hood, Port City born and raised

Count up this cash we on it
Count up this cash let's get to the money
Count up this cash and run it
Count up this cash we thumb through the 100s
Been down for so long, swear its been a long year
Gotta live on my own, I just don't belong here

Used to be a lil nigga, small city, rough hood, with a plan to make
Told my Mama imma live in the Port, best I choice ever made
Ever since I came down to my hometown, man shit changed
Now it's opportunities opened up for us we done made a name
Lot of real niggas in the game, but some things don't ever change
Young niggas still in the streets but they wanna make it out the dope game
Niggas dead in my city, shit get real in my city
Blood shed in my city, still got love for my city
I'm back homie I'm never leaving that's word to Killa I'm still a leader
True to self I pledge allegiance till the day I die imma keep believing
Everyday gotta manifest till its not a dream you can really see it
Told y'all when I touch down imma show love and I really mean it

Count up this cash we on it
Count up this cash let's get to the money
Count up this cash and run it
Count up this cash we thumb through the 100s
I done seen better days, so I never been afraid
I get love in my hood, Port City born and raised

Count up this cash we on it
Count up this cash let's get to the money
Count up this cash and run it
Count up this cash we thumb through the 100s
Been down for so long, swear its been a long year
Gotta live on my own, I just don't belong here
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Count up this cash we on it
Count up this cash let's get to the money
Count up this cash and run it
Count up this cash we thumb through the 100s
I done seen better days, so I never been afraid
I get love in my hood, Port City born and raised

Count up this cash we on it
Count up this cash let's get to the money
Count up this cash and run it
Count up this cash we thumb through the 100s
Been down for so long, swear its been a long year
Gotta live on my own, I just don't belong here

Red Rozay, Champagne, Moet, get the feeling right
Imma lead the next generation to the sky what it's feeling like
Put ya hands in the air, pour a drink, toast to the good life
You don't need to give up, you just need to work hard get it right
And when you make ya first mil, sit back homie chill
Don't forget to read the fine print on the contracts of your record deal
Get a lawyer get a manager, find a label that can handle ya
Get familiar with the business, just in case they was scamming us
Have fun go on tour, f*ck a bitch, get a groupie and a whore
Everybody out for self, don't trust nobody anymore
Its gone be haters on the way up, ignore the hate and get ya cake up
You finally made it cause you stayed tough, living young rich and paid up

Count up this cash we on it
Count up this cash let's get to the money
Count up this cash and run it
Count up this cash we thumb through the 100s
I done seen better days, so I never been afraid
I get love in my hood, Port City born and raised

Count up this cash we on it
Count up this cash let's get to the money
Count up this cash and run it
Count up this cash we thumb through the 100s
Been down for so long, swear its been a long year
Gotta live on my own, I just don't belong here

Used to be a lil nigga, small city, rough hood, with a plan to make
Told my Mama imma live in the Port, best I choice ever made
Ever since I came down to my hometown, man shit changed
Now it's opportunities opened up for us we done made a name
Lot of real niggas in the game, but some things don't ever change
Young niggas still in the streets but they wanna make it out the dope game
Niggas dead in my city, shit get real in my city
Blood shed in my city, still got love for my city
I'm back homie I'm never leaving that's word to Killa I'm still a leader
True to self I pledge allegiance till the day I die imma keep believing
Everyday gotta manifest till its not a dream you can really see it
Told y'all when I touch down imma show love and I really mean it

Count up this cash we on it
Count up this cash let's get to the money
Count up this cash and run it
Count up this cash we thumb through the 100s
I done seen better days, so I never been afraid
I get love in my hood, Port City born and raised

Count up this cash we on it
Count up this cash let's get to the money
Count up this cash and run it
Count up this cash we thumb through the 100s
Been down for so long, swear its been a long year
Gotta live on my own, I just don't belong here
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Writer: Jacquez Johnson
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