Count'em Up

[Produced by 9th Wonder] [Hook: Nipsey Hu$$le] Deals, round 'em up Bills, count 'em up Need a V12 coupe with a broad that's down as fuck Met up with this money then fell in love Playin' this game, stay in your lane Ain't no traffic when you does Ain't gon' happen just because And that's when anything it's gon' take passion, it's gon' take love But you got actions just don't budge But I just make this magic with these words And I take all this cabbage and just splurge [Verse 1: Nipsey Hu$$le] All my habits gettin' worse For instance, all the cars that catch my interest cost at least two hundred thousand Is it worth it? Tough question I never consider, I just be flexin' Some days I drink champagne for breakfast And what's the point of time, we live blind with a death wish Came for a circle, now the story is the message We all want success but most of us is success-less We all know the game but most of us don't respect it [Hook] [Verse 2: GQ] Before the music, I was dreamin' of sneaker deals I know they listen when the seats is filled Still, the night glitter, early morning we chief until We leaving, printed on it like when tequila spills Black bottles, lifestyle attract models A tough act to follow, livin' a black novel Who the fuck are you? Complimented attitude Paintin' my city when I'm passing by them avenues Don't wanna wake up, dream got me up in a coma Wine bottles and women that age like [Wilona?] The talk changed, remember face but lost names I'm still fishin' like card games, cup fizzin' Reality shots, I'm just drinkin' for confirmation I got 'em witnessin' my operation On this, [slickin'?] like Audis get, tropic as Maui trips Me and my nigga Nipsey on some Cali shit [Hook] [Verse 3: Rapper Big Pooh] I like my 5's on top of 10's, 10's on top of 20's 50's 100's are better, standin' out like a Coogee sweater Clear sky, sandy beach, women and warm weather A brainstorm, I hope you brought umbrellas I'm tired of broke niggas fakin' it Cause most'll never make it to Be the caricature of the character they idolizin' It's like a spreadsheet I'm itemizing Separatin' the real from what's not Results are so surprising -- I need Maury Was in it for the glory Til I seen [Denzel?] gettin' whipped for that home cookin' Fell in love when I wasn't lookin' Write it myself so I'm not mistaken Bought a Lex with my first big cheque just to show I had the bacon Money ain't a thing girl, what's shakin'? My ego probly, I'm in the lobby Thinking bout this hobby, and how them dream killas tryna rob me I just wanna be great like Ali, or feared like Tyson But niggas make it hard when they bitin' So I pen these letters to enlighten Fear I'm excitin' Get in an elevator with a white women, she frightened As I stand with a smile on my face She got her hand in her purse ready to introduce mace While you over there lookin' at me I'm lookin' at buying a place so count 'em up