Dividends

Count me dividends, I don't wanna make em' end yeah (Make em' end) We was never friends, now you trynna make amends yeah (Make amends) Pull up in a Benz, then you see the shots I send yeah (Shots I send) I got one through ten, throw the doors up let em' in yeah (Let em' in) Gotta face the facts, think about the past, no relapse Never come in last, just do what I ask, and relax Foreign car is fast, I just hit the gas, let it snap 5 0 on my ass, I won't ever crash, that's no cap Eyes up on my face I know I'm a big disgrace If you talkin' down ima put you in you fuckin' place We don't buy we take (aye) Just gimme a break (aye) Say you fuckin' real why you always actin fake (aye) I been thumbin' through them bills, I been thumbin' through them hunnids' (cash!) And they think we really chill, but we always up to somethin' (No!) They gon' ask me how I feel, when I'm up cuz I was nothin' (uh!) He gon' ask me for a raise, but a nigga know he bluffin' yuh Sippin' lean, no Robitussin I'm the best up in the game, and it ain't up for discussion Now i'm rushing yuh My shit slap like concussion And my car ain't got no keys, so the button what I'm pushin' yuh I just wanna dip, ima pack my things, hit the road She gon' make my stay, we ain't anything, on the low AP on my wrist, I don't wanna flex, but it's snow That's on anything, sold out at my show, let it go Count me dividends, I don't wanna make em' end yeah (Make em' end) We was never friends, now you trynna make amends yeah (Make amends) Pull up in a Benz, then you see the shots I send yeah (Shots I send) I got one through ten, throw the doors up let em' in yeah (Let em' in) Gotta face the facts, think about the past, no relapse Never come in last, just do what I ask, and relax Foreign car is fast, I just hit the gas, let it snap 5 0 on my ass, I won't ever crash, that's no cap Gotta tell em' get the guap We just go we never stop In a foreign or a drop See a store we bout to shop Playing... trash 6 speed hit the gas I just shoot the ball, I don't ever fuckin' pass Run the clock down, I just need like 3 seconds She want dick now, she won't ever stop beggin' I just beat you, silly boy learn your lesson Gotta sit down, teachers talking, class in session When it comes to class, they say that I'm illiterate Nigga talkin' shit, I light him up like he's a cigarette (boom, boom, boom, boom!) I just barely started, but they thought I wasn't finished yet Started takin' off and then I landed in a bigger jet I just wanna dip, ima pack my things, hit the road She gon' make my stay, we ain't anything, on the low AP on my wrist, I don't wanna flex, but it's snow That's on anything, sold out at my show, let it go Count me dividends, I don't wanna make em' end yeah (Make em' end) We was never friends, now you trynna make amends yeah (Make amends) Pull up in a Benz, then you see the shots I send yeah (Shots I send) I got one through ten, throw the doors up let em' in yeah (Let em' in) Gotta face the facts, think about the past, no relapse Never come in last, just do what I ask, and relax Foreign car is fast, I just hit the gas, let it snap 5 0 on my ass, I won't ever crash, that's no cap