Forever Counting

In the past I wasn't fine but let's fast forward to the present tense When attacking my mind and insulting my intelligence Doesn't matter if I been broke every a dollar has a president So if calculated I'm forever counting dead presidents I don't like the hate I can smell it like a second sense Hit it from the back and have her crying out SOS Or hit it from the side and have her moaning and saying less damn I love this girl she so good at being her best Work for yourself and acquire millions ten ten angel numbers Waiting on my next pill again I ain't really a social butterfly I'm just here filling in Go home get on my grown and pay another bill again Elegant melanin I'm sure to win I'm educated with the pen Cut the record if I ever lie again Truth will set you free I'll be damed If I die chained mental television of visions I see things In the past I wasn't fine but let's fast forward to the present tense When attacking my mind and insulting my intelligence Doesn't matter if I been broke even a dollar has a president so if calculated I'm forever counting dead presidents I'm a connoisseur with the word exchange I been through some things Probably why we think the same pretty doesn't look the same When you know that girls insane Somewhere in there lies her pain somewhere in lies an angel I'm not perfect but I aim to aim to be cause the world ghetto to me I'm outside by myself with no friends just family I think on that heavily But see family will see me to seventy rather than being friends with seventy I shuffled the odds dramatically cause destruction had it out for me But you can't take the alpha me It's looking like takeout for me the game look like some food And I'm the type that will eat for three Back then I was lost but now I'm in tune with my pedigree In the past I wasn't fine but let's fast forward to the present tense When attacking my mind and insulting my intelligence Doesn't matter if I been broke even a dollar has a president so if calculated I'm forever counting dead presidents I don't like the hate I can smell it like a second sense Hit it from the back and have her crying out SOS Or hit it from the side and have her moaning and saying less Hit hit it from the side and have her moaning and saying less