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Lost Count
Hip-Hop/Rap
Lost Count was released on December 24, 2024 by Black Illumination, LLC as a part of the album UNMASTERED MASTERPIECE
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Release DateDecember 24, 2024
LabelBlack Illumination, LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donte' Richie
Donte' Richie
Songwriter
Eros Eros
Eros Eros
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Roshi Sen
Roshi Sen
Engineer

Lyrics

This and That
They say this and that
Bustin' down the line, uh, L0S0
Bustin' down the lines like it's Tetris
I done lost my count, maybe it's Et cetera
Et cetera
I made lots of money, got me dancing
Life too short to be stressin' and restlin
Yeah, and I'm turnt up
A hundred thousand from the rent, your assets burnt up
I made a million cash, baby, through that pandemic
And I ain't never home, bitch, I'm missin
I'm a big tipper, neighbors know my name
Cus the dick done touched the liver
Little lady love me cus the stress I be releasin
I gave a couple thousand, so I'm free for the weekend
So what are we in
I thumb through the rent on a daily basis
Birdman rub hands, countin' white faces
I can peep a snake from afar, so I slay him
Your crush in my DMs and her c, I just lay in there
Bustin' down the lines like it's Tetris
I done lost my count, maybe it's Et cetera
Et cetera
I made lots of money, got me dancing
Life too short to be stressin' and restlin
And I'm turnt up
A hundred thousand from the rent, your assets burnt up
I made a million cash, baby, through the pandemic
And I ain't never home, bitch, I'm missin
Bitch, I'm on a mission
I double up my money, shootin' up craps
I never lose, spin around, come get it back
And if you got a problem, we can handle it
Pussy
I'm a pretty ****, but the demon still in charge
Zulo hold the clip, had the body gone tomorrow
Fifty in the denim, left no body in the morgue
Fifty in the denim
Would get rid of him
Bustin' down the lines like it's Tetris
I done lost my count, maybe it's Et cetera
Et cetera
I made lots of money, got me dancing
Life too short to be stressin' and restlin
And I'm turnt up
A hundred thousand from the rent, your assets burnt up
I made a million cash, baby, through the pandemic
And I ain't never home, bitch, I'm missin
Written by: Donte' Richie, Eros Eros
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