This is a song about "Make it count"

You make it hard living,

I was born to do the damn thing

They make their livin off crazed addictions with stacks of cash it's too much to count, shit

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Some hosting dude tryna get the head count.

Even if i miss she gon' rebound

How many times i got to say it for it to count?

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

Yo some people wanna hit it now....take a deep breath count to three maybe

Woooh, race my niggas, and i bet you never pass me like a free safety

You have to make it count, remove all doubt

Yall lame niggas. no bitches when yall are out

But i can make it happen

Top ranked, number one my son

Catch you up on places i've been

But i can make it happen