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COUNTUPMYWINNINGS Video (MV)




Performed By: willanova
Language: English
Length: 3:09
Written by: William Wallace




willanova - COUNTUPMYWINNINGS Lyrics
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Alright
I got shit to say, can you listen up, is that alright
The look on your face is just tellin' me that you all lies
I got a weird taste sittin' in my mouth, thinkin' bout it all night
But the light so bright in this bitch, clock tickin' till you take me back to dark times
Told me that I did you wrong, but you be lyin' like a bitch, there was so much shit you saw, right
You just gave me the wrong vibe
This is gon be a long night
Talk it out with me, we can go on a long drive
Rearview mirror get foggy, I can see the past behind me, guess I couldn't see in hindsight
But I'm still tellin' these bitches to mind they own business
When I'm feelin' guilty, I know I got God as my witness
I been tryna explain all this shit, do you get it
Yeah, I might've lost you, but imma still count up my winnings
Yeah, imma count up my winnings
Yeah
What
Imma just count up my winnings
Oh
Imma just count up my winnings
Yeah
Ain't takin' losses, cause imma just count up my winnings
I miss how good life was before you wasn't mine
Yeah
I promise you that I ain't gon ever waste my time
Again
Yeah
I ain't ever gon waste my time
You can't call me on my line
You ain't never gonna be a part of my life
You ain't never gonna get a chance again, you know that's right
Verbally, we throwin' hands, I'm winnin' that fight
Mentally, you up, but you can turn off that light
Yeah I know you fine, but you could never be mine
This is what I'm supposed to do
I remember thinkin' I had control of you
I be tryna get out my head, I'm tellin' myself all these words and slurs, to convince myself I'm over you
But shawty what you gonna do
Try to make believe that I been wantin' you
Try to make me concede, I ain't gon fold to you
Lie about our history, but bitch I know the truth
So I'm readin' my bible
Kickin' shit and walkin' back, something like Michael
Like a pen pal, you be askin' me to write you
I just be ignorin' it, bitch I ain't gonna fight you
You still be adorin' me, cause you know I'm him
Yeah, I be enjoyin' this, I count up my wins
You be gettin' mad, tryna call up my friends
Tryna get me back, but bitch I'll do it again
Yeah, imma do it again
Imma do it again, yeah
Imma do it again, yeah
Imma count up my wins, yeah
I be countin' my winnings
I be countin' my winnings
Ohh
Ohh
Imma just count up my winnings
Ohh
Imma just count up my winnings
Yeahh
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Alright
I got shit to say, can you listen up, is that alright
The look on your face is just tellin' me that you all lies
I got a weird taste sittin' in my mouth, thinkin' bout it all night
But the light so bright in this bitch, clock tickin' till you take me back to dark times
Told me that I did you wrong, but you be lyin' like a bitch, there was so much shit you saw, right
You just gave me the wrong vibe
This is gon be a long night
Talk it out with me, we can go on a long drive
Rearview mirror get foggy, I can see the past behind me, guess I couldn't see in hindsight
But I'm still tellin' these bitches to mind they own business
When I'm feelin' guilty, I know I got God as my witness
I been tryna explain all this shit, do you get it
Yeah, I might've lost you, but imma still count up my winnings
Yeah, imma count up my winnings
Yeah
What
Imma just count up my winnings
Oh
Imma just count up my winnings
Yeah
Ain't takin' losses, cause imma just count up my winnings
I miss how good life was before you wasn't mine
Yeah
I promise you that I ain't gon ever waste my time
Again
Yeah
I ain't ever gon waste my time
You can't call me on my line
You ain't never gonna be a part of my life
You ain't never gonna get a chance again, you know that's right
Verbally, we throwin' hands, I'm winnin' that fight
Mentally, you up, but you can turn off that light
Yeah I know you fine, but you could never be mine
This is what I'm supposed to do
I remember thinkin' I had control of you
I be tryna get out my head, I'm tellin' myself all these words and slurs, to convince myself I'm over you
But shawty what you gonna do
Try to make believe that I been wantin' you
Try to make me concede, I ain't gon fold to you
Lie about our history, but bitch I know the truth
So I'm readin' my bible
Kickin' shit and walkin' back, something like Michael
Like a pen pal, you be askin' me to write you
I just be ignorin' it, bitch I ain't gonna fight you
You still be adorin' me, cause you know I'm him
Yeah, I be enjoyin' this, I count up my wins
You be gettin' mad, tryna call up my friends
Tryna get me back, but bitch I'll do it again
Yeah, imma do it again
Imma do it again, yeah
Imma do it again, yeah
Imma count up my wins, yeah
I be countin' my winnings
I be countin' my winnings
Ohh
Ohh
Imma just count up my winnings
Ohh
Imma just count up my winnings
Yeahh
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Writer: William Wallace
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