J. Cole

Versuri J. Cole – ATM Lyrics

ATM versuri

Life can bring much pain
There are many ways to deal with this pain
Choose wisely

Will I fall? Will I fly?
Heal my soul
Fulfill my high
Cross my heart (Count count count count it)
And hope to die (Count count count count it)
With my slice (Count count count count it)
Of Devil’s pie

Count it up count it up count it up count it
Count it up count it up count it up count it
Count it up count it up count it up count it
Count it up count it up count it up count it
Count it up count it up count it up count it
Count it up count it up count it up count it

I know that it’s difficult
I’m stackin’ this paper it’s sort of habitual
I blow the residual
And f*ckin’ yo b*tch like its part of my ritual
Pardon the visual
But money it give me a hard-on it’s typical
I want it in physical
A million dollars I count up in intervals
Without it I’m miserable
Don’t wanna fall off so I’m all in my bag
Thankin’ God like it’s biblical
I know it’s gon’ solve every problem I have
I balled on the principal
Remember the teachers was all on my ass
Now look all of them pitiful
And all of a sudden I’m so good at math

Count it up count it up count it up count it
Count it up count it up count it up count it
Count it up count it up count it up count it
Can’t take it when you die but you can’t live without it
Count it up count it up count it up count it
Count it up count it up count it up count it
Count it up count it up count it up count it
Can’t take it when you die

Uno dos tres

Big bills big bills
I fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills
My n*ggas runnin’ tip drills can’t sit still
Don’t give a f*ck if it kills it mix well
I’m only countin’
Big bills big bills
I fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills
My n*ggas runnin’ tip drills can’t sit still
Don’t give a f*ck if it kills it mix well
I’m only countin’…

Uno dos tres quatro

Proceed with caution
I heard if you chase it only results in
A hole in your heart
f*ck it I take the whole cake and I won’t leave a portion
It’s only an organ
Thank God mama couldn’t afford the abortion
The loneliest orphan
I flip my misfortune and grow me a fortune
My Rollie is scorchin’
Them n*ggas that hated is slowly endorsin’
Now Cole he important
My n*ggas beside me like Tommy and Martin
We ball on your court and versuri.us
Escape with your b*tch like we Tonya Harding
She don’t need her garments
She horny from all the money we countin’

Count it up count it up count it up count it
Count it up count it up count it up count it
Count it up count it up count it up count it
Can’t take it when you die but you can’t live without it
Count it up count it up count it up count it
Count it up count it up count it up count it
Count it up count it up count it up count it
Can’t take it when you die
Uno dos

Will I fall? Will I fly?
Heal my soul
Fulfill my high
Cross my heart
And hope to die
With my slice of Devil’s pie

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