text: Count me one more 
  Get me some Bourbons and get me a zips
  Ima make it last night
  All to myself fuck the people you with
  You cant come to my crib
  I dont fuck with the clique
  100 fucking blunts bitch I dont share shit
  Fuck your lousy 9-5 im making money while 
  Dont care if it ever is
  Watch me take what i need
  The music thats in me comes out when i bleed
  Everyday I fucking breathe
  So i can make this music bitch its all that i need
  These rappers talk a lot but never really what they bout
  Every word up out my mouth is the truth I could walk it out
  Cause everybody want some growth and everybody wants some clout
  But nobody is really man enough to speak on what they bout
  I just zone
  On my own
  Turn off my phone
  Leave me alone
  I just smoke
  Speak till i choke
  Sleep till Im woke
  You better take notes
  I just zone
  On my own
  Turn off my phone
  Leave me alone
  I just smoke
  Speak till I choke
  Sleep till Im woke
  You better take notes