SUBMIT LYRICS
Top 100
Album releases
artists
Community
French
Spanish
Portuguese
Correction Lyrics
Countin Change
by
Valtini
Back
Lyrics
[Hook 1] Everytime I'm on the booth, there's a true story being recorded I was born to report it 22 years in this Earth, enough paper hasn't been folded I tell my Mama as she worried: "it's cool, calm, don't worry I got this" Never thought I'd struggle like this so let alone overcome it, shit I'm tired of counting change, counting change Spit my stress away, spit my pain away Putting these records out, hoping they'll get me paid I'm tired of counting change, counting change Everyday I pray for some change Two words, never will Two things, f*cking quit You'll never slow down my grind, unless my corpse under your feet I know that's the spirit I've got to keep, with this mirror on top of me Looking up to myself as an optimist, but my own life moving like an opp to me Money problem convos with my darg, poor dreams of getting hella rich The way things going right now, even with sex life we'd sell a bit Can't wait for every end of the month 'cuh being patient ain't paying shit On my last Boxing Day sales couldn't even afford to pay attention, it's a sadting... Bench pressing all this hench pressure in my chest, huh Dwelling hella rough in Manchester But back in Woolwich, it was a mess bruv What you know about... living by yourself and not feeling like you're the man of the house? Yo... Everytime I'm on the booth, there's a true story being recorded I was born to report it 22 years in this Earth, enough paper hasn't been folded I tell my Mama as she worried: "it's cool, calm, don't worry I got this" Never thought I'd struggle like this so let alone overcome it, shit I'm tired of counting change, counting change Spit my stress away, spit my pain away Putting these records out, hoping they'll get me paid I'm tired of counting change, counting change Everyday I pray for some change Just called the landlord, I need one more week Got a job but the pay is more than weakf Mum says "U need Uni" but in this mic ting I'm unique But it's hard to keep my dome motivated When you starving with no food to make 'ere Money issues? I hate to address it but it's so hard when your fridge is naked, it's a sadting Any block-dweller tempt to serve dope And I ain't tryna go where these others go But a legit way out is undiscoverable, so Should I break the rules in order to fix my life up? You ever got to the point you would cross the road with your eyes shut? look... I'm overly stressed and desperate Depression tryna be best friends My birthday just passed and I just let it pass Because it's just another stressed day Huh, and pricks really tryna start a hype night Got my hands on my temper but still might fight Shit... Wrong place, wrong time but the right guy 'Cuh I was built to be tougher than my tough times So always knew better than to do these dumb crimes With all this hell in my life... I just wonder if the devil's a lie or is he alive? I'm tired of less friends and more opportunists I'm tired of f*ckin' having to go through this I'm tired of f*ckin' having noodles with tuna I'm tired of all this struggle in the Dunya... I'm tired of counting change, counting change Spit my stress away, spit my pain away Putting these records out, hoping they'll get me paid I'm tired of counting change, counting change Everyday I pray for some change
music video
Your name will be published. Leave fields blanks to remain anonymous.
Submit
Modal title
×
Insert media
Video URL?
(YouTube, Vimeo, Instagram, DailyMotion, Soundcloud)
×
Remember me
Lost password
Sign in
Register