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ATM Lyrics By J Cole

    life can bring much pain
    there are many ways to deal with this pain
    choose wisely

    refrain
    will i fall will i fly
    heal my soul
    fulfill my high
    cross my heart count count count count it
    and hope to die count count count count it
    with my slice count count count count it
    of devil’s pie

    count it up count it up count it up count it
    count it up count it up count it up count it
    count it up count it up count it up count it
    count it up count it up count it up count it
    count it up count it up count it up count it
    count it up count it up count it up count it

    i know that it’s difficult
    i’m stackin’ this paper it’s sort of habitual
    i blow the residual
    and fuckin’ yo bitch like its part of my ritual
    pardon the visual
    but money it give me a hardon it’s typical
    i want it in physical
    a million dollars i count up in intervals
    without it i’m miserable
    don’t wanna fall off so i’m all in my bag
    thankin’ god like it’s biblical
    i know it’s gon’ solve every problem i have
    i balled on the principal
    remember the teachers was all on my ass
    now look all of them pitiful
    and all of a sudden i’m so good at math

    count it up count it up count it up count it
    count it up count it up count it up count it
    count it up count it up count it up count it
    can’t take it when you die but you can’t live without it
    count it up count it up count it up count it
    count it up count it up count it up count it
    count it up count it up count it up count it
    can’t take it when you die

    refrain
    uno dos tres

    big bills big bills
    i fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills
    my niggas runnin’ tip drills can’t sit still
    don’t give a fuck if it kills it mix well
    i’m only countin’
    big bills big bills
    i fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills
    my niggas runnin’ tip drills can’t sit still
    don’t give a fuck if it kills it mix well
    i’m only countin’

    refrain
    uno dos tres cuatro

    proceed with caution
    i heard if you chase it only results in
    a hole in your heart
    fuck it i take the whole cake and i won’t leave a portion
    it’s only an organ
    thank god mama couldn’t afford the abortion
    the loneliest orphan
    i flip my misfortune and grow me a fortune
    my rollie is scorchin’
    them niggas that hated is slowly endorsin’
    now cole he important
    my niggas beside me like tommy and martin
    we ball on your court and
    then skate with your bitch like we tonya harding
    she don’t need her garments
    she horny from all the money we countin’

    count it up count it up count it up count it
    count it up count it up count it up count it
    count it up count it up count it up count it
    can’t take it when you die but you can’t live without it
    count it up count it up count it up count it
    count it up count it up count it up count it
    count it up count it up count it up count it
    can’t take it when you die
    uno dos

    refrain
    will i fall will i fly
    heal my soul
    fulfill my high
    cross my heart
    and hope to die
    with my slice of devils pie

    Artist: J Cole

    Year: 2018

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 303