Rather Count $

Die around fine ass women
No love from the beginning
Now it's hard for you to deal with
All about pay no chilling
Now I'm touching the ceiling
Now you wanna talk about feelings, yea?
Fuck your feelings
We all about millions

All of me. She just wants all of me
Smile for me, turns into a cry for me

Now you wanna miss me
Now you wanna listen
Now you wanna hit me
Like baby listen

Rather count money than count on you

Rather lose feelings than lose money
Told me that you'd always be there, but you weren't
I got honies calling my phone I got what you want
Played those games now you're gone ain't no coming home, no

Said she love me I can't love her back nah
Only wanna be around to see me ball
She's high be she's leaving whenever she falls
Now I hit decline whenever she calls

Now you wanna miss me
Now you wanna listen
Now you wanna hit me
Like baby listen

Rather count money than count on you