Thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out (yeah)
If it wasn't for you, I'd be worried about
All the shit that you saying now
Thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out (yeah)
Doubt's a bitch
You could fuck around and slip
You can fuck around and trip
Fall off a cliff
Bounce right back get rich
Nigga right back on your dick
Thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out, bitch
Thank you for counting me out (yeah)

Will I be fine without your mentions?
Your purest or ill intentions
Your dire need for attention
That's some crackhead shit
You willing to take whatever you need
To get where you going, go-going
You willing to steal, you willing to kill
You willing to die for it
Walking on a thin line for it
Fighting all of your life for it
What the fuck is y'all lying for?
I start a riot in a quiet storm
Motherfuckers gon' catch a L then cut ya off
Take a loss, looking back and smile
Stab your back, cut your throat
Fuck you over, waste all your time

Thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out (yeah)
If it wasn't for you, I'd be worried about
All the shit that you saying now
Thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out (yeah)
Doubt's a bitch
You could fuck around and slip
You can fuck around and trip
Fall off a cliff
Bounce right back get rich
Nigga right back on your dick
Thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out, bitch
Thank you for counting me out (yeah)

Is it me or is it kinda lonely standing on your own feet, living at the top?
It'd be somebody from your own team round for the whole thing waiting for the drop, drop, drop
Knew what was done, knew that I wasn't the one, two, three
Coupl of you niggas are plotting, planning to bring my demise to me
Coupl ofyears ago you was hanging around, I thought you was a groupie
The circle is small, the SUV nah, I picked that bitch up in a two seat
I could recall niggas hopping, stepping over me
Knowing they true colors but they showing me, gloatingly
Going dark on 'em totally, fuck 'em

Counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out (yeah)
If it wasn't for you, I'd be worried about
All the shit that you saying now
Thank you for
Doubt's a bitch
You could fuck around and slip
You can fuck around and trip
Fall off a cliff
Bounce right back get rich
Nigga right back on your dick
Thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out, bitch
Thank you for counting me out (yeah)
Thank you for