Текст песни Lucky Lefty - Sam Lachow

I count
I count every day
8th grade
I made a dumb move
Some dude
Tried to hate
And I gave him
The one, two
(One, two)
Analyze stuff I said
And now it's me
A little crib
And a pup called Dev
So for now
I'm bout to kick it
For now
I'm bout to chill
I been weaning off
The pills
Now I'm weaning off
The liquor
Here I go again
Ducking off from authority
Rapping is my job
Sobriety's a priority
Sammy loves carbs
Carby, carb, carbs
Fettuccine carbonara-nara-nara
Show a mufucker that part
When somebody try to say
That Sam Lachow
Don't got bars
I'm so well made
And well paid
Little party
And a lotta hell raised
Self made since 12th grade
And I never
Had to move to LA
Shut up
Is it light enough
Don't wanna fall
Can't do it
I can't do it on my own
Is it light enough
Don't wanna fall
I count
I count every day
Is it performative
Of course it is
I'm over you
I'm over that
I'm over this
Got a warrant
Haven't been to Florida since
So now I get my oranges
Imported in
For the win
The sorta shit
They caught me
At the border with
In every crevice and crack
And orifice
I sorta didn't
Then again
I sorta did
I don't know
Maybe this is
Where the plot thickens
Rock bottom is when
You decide to stop digging
I can hear the
Timer on the clock ticking
When I'm gone
Then baby
Play this song for them
Wake me when October ends
Take me way back home again
Say hello and hey
We'll maybe still be sober then
Is it light enough
Don't wanna fall
Can't do it
I can't do it on my own
Is it light enough
Don't wanna fall
I count
I count every day
If you wanna bounce to it
You better bounce to it
Turn it up and
Let the 808 pound to it
Get loud
Show em how you
Get down to it
And say
Sa-a-a-ammy Lachow to me
Bounce bounce
Bounce to it
You better bounce to it
Turn it up and
Let the 808 pound to it
Get loud
Show em how you
Get down to it
And say
Sa-a-a-ammy Lachow to me
I can't do it on my own