Lyrics

A thousand days A thousand nights We going out without a fight Thank the lord for his blessings Count the money count the blessings A thousand days A thousand nights We going out without a fight Thank thy lord for his blessings Count the money Count the blessings This for the days that they made fun of us This for the time we was waiting on the bus This for the trenches This for the trenches This for the niggas in the Trap Trynna exit I put my city on a map Now everybody playing my songs Whoever thought that I could Rap Came from been broke I'm never going back I count my backends I put em in a sack A thousand days A thousand nights Thank thy Lord I took the flight I can't imagine where I'd be right now I can't imagine what would hold me down No one give me shit I had to grind to every cent They do you dirty Trynna Rip you off your 40% These money drive you crazy Nigga use your common sense These money drive you crazy Nigga use your common sense I put that on my son For him I'm going extra length I put that on my son For him I'm going extra length Can't imagine where I'd be right now Can't imagine what would hold me down A thousand days A thousand nights We going out without a fight Thank the lord for his blessings Count the money count the blessings Thank the lord for his blessings Count the money count the blessings
Writer(s): Bamzy Richies Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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