J. Cole - ATM lyrics

Life can cause you much pain There are... Life can cause you Life can... There are... There are many ways to deal with this pain Choose wisely Will I fall? Will I fly? Heal my storm Fulfill my high (Count it) Cross my heart And hope to die With my [?] I'll give full stride 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' the safe and* the habitual's I'm blowin' the residual And f**in' on a b**h like its part of my ritual Part of the visual But money it give me a [?] reciprocal [?] all them physicals A million dollars [?] countin' them minerals But now I'm miserable No wonder I'm lost, I'm so out of my bag Thankin' God like it's difficult I never saw [?] I balled on them principles Remember the teachers were all on my a** Now the thought of 'em 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 Uno, dos, tres, quatro Proceed with caution I heard if you chase it only results in A hole in your heart f** 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 flipped mama's fortune and grown me a fortune My Rollie is scorchin' Them n***as that hated is slowly endorsin' Now Cole, he important My n***as beside me like Tommy and Martin We ballin' Now escape with ya b**h like we Tonio [?] She don't need no 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, but you can't live without it Uno dos tres.. Will I fall? Will I fly? Heal my storm Fulfill my high Cross my heart And hope to die With my [?] I'll give full stride