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letra de count your blessings - big hit, hit-boy & the alchemist

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[intro: big hit]
look
i don’t how the f-ck i’m still here
i don’t how the f-ck i made it, blood

[pre-chorus: big hit]
count your blessings
a n-gga point-blank range, a n-gga missed me
count your blessings
murked a n-gga broad day, no witness

[chorus: figg rarri & k!lla twan]
came from the bottom like adoption
growin’ up, always on nonsense
i almost lost it, but i got it
loyalty is your profit
i hear your cap, you can stop it
my mama told me, “keep it solid” (look, look, look)

[verse 1: k!lla twan]
f-ck 12 and my opps from the other side (f-ck ’em)
gunfire’ll make a n-gga mama cry (brrt)
when she get the call, her son been in a homicide (yeah)
he made the newspaper’s front page headlines (ah)
they call me “k!lla” ‘causе i murder (k!lla)
bust on anybody, i be purgin’ (boom)
if it’s beef, you gettin’ flippеd like a burger
thirty on me like i’m stephen curry, ya heard me?
[verse 2: longbodyy]
ayy, ayy
the real wolves, my n-ggas been huntin’
play a rubik’s cube with yo’ block, yeah, we gon’ spin somethin’
i can’t even pull up on this b-tch unless she send somethin’
it’s 2024 and n-ggas still flexin’ ten hundreds
count your blessings and quit the stressin’, n-gga, keep it pushin’
i ain’t got no money in my pocket, i don’t need no p-ssy
came to change the game, that little n-gga from the snake pits
youngin have emotion, but we thuggin’, blood, we take risks, n-gga

[verse 3: figg rarri]
countin’ up my blessings, i keep on countin’ ’cause they keep on comin’
workin’ out on money treadmills, that’s why i keep on runnin’
i ain’t nothin’ like yo’ kid, who the f-ck you think you sonnin’?
ain’t write when i was in the pen, how you think you my brother?
spinnin’ on yo’ block just like a boomerang
come to pop shops and throw ls ’cause i’m from different lanes
hundred eleven streets, i been thuggin’ since the jit-jit
i been with some k!llers and some robbers, they on woo sh-t

[verse 4: big hit]
woah, sh-t
track down this chili like a bounty hunter
run down so much money, n-gga tired of runnin’
i sick them pasadena hyenas on ya
no passes at the function, pullin’ up and get to funkin’
i was raised up the street from the snake pits (snake pit)
so i’m used to the snake sh-t
get in my face, get a face lift (face lift)
just tryna ball and bake grits
steamed crab, grilled lobster, bake fish (bake fish)
[pre-chorus: big hit]
count your blessings
a n-gga point-blank range, a n-gga missed me
count your blessings
murked a n-gga broad day, no witness

[chorus: figg rarri]
came from the bottom like adoption
growin’ up, always on nonsense
i almost lost it, but i got it
loyalty is your profit
i hear your cap, you can stop it
my mama told me, “keep it solid”

[outro: big hit, k!lla twan & figg rarri]
get in my face, get a face lift
get—, get—, get a face lift
they call me “k!lla, k!ll—, k!ll—”
k!lla ’cause i—, k!lla ’cause i murder (’cause i murder)
spinnin’ on yo’ block just—, block just like a—
get—, get a face lift
spinnin’ on yo’ block just—, block just like a—
k!lla ’cause i murder (’cause i murder)
get in my face, get a face lift
get—, get—, get a face lift
they call me “k!lla, k!ll—, k!ll—”
k!lla ’cause i—, k!lla ’cause i murder (’cause i murder)
spinnin’ on yo’ block just—, block just like a—
get—, get a face lift
spinnin’ on yo’ block just—, block just like a—
k!lla ’cause i murder (’cause i murder)

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