Released: May 4, 2010

[Hook:]
Hey what that is? That's enough to live life we wanna live
I can count, a couple cars, a few broads, and a crib
I can count, it's simple math homie, this ain't trig
I can count, that's enough for us to do it big
I can count, don't lose count
Don't lose count
Don't lose count
Don't lose count

[Verse 1:]
Okay, all my homies ridin' clean, it's only right we do the same
Keep my eyes open, just in case they play that murder game
Shit I don't trip, collect my chips and get my ass on
Did without my childhood years, so I get my mash on
Rather sit back, count stacks, and fuck groupie hoes
Stop smokin' bud on occasion, we blowing stupid 'dro
Never been the type to trip, but today we go stupid though
He ain't grown up to be me, so you don't even know
Makin' hurricane to the point they can't see the flow
Used to have a lot to say, but haters they don't speak no more
Shut down the street kitchen, niggas they can't eat no more
Do this like 24/7, so we don't sleep no more

[Hook:]

[Verse 2:]
Okay, you get a mil today, my nigga that's a mil tomorrow
I'm your local hood bank, if you need mils to borrow
No credit, no debit, I can deal with it
If you can't pay, don't lie, keep it real with it
Everybody wanna be a king or a kingpin
You a king, I'm a king, fuck it we all kings then
Did to me, all about your cavalry, and your king's men
Some niggas that will die for your shit that you believe in
Money just a tool, nigga, to find more time
To get more money, to get money and then die
I said:
Money just a tool, to buy a nigga more time
To get more money, gonna blow it all and then die

[Hook:]

[Verse 3:]
Okay, everybody got a dream, while I'm just getting mine
Either you risk it all and ball or you just getting by
Are you the type to go all in, and you don't even try
Are you the dope boy in your life or are you just getting high?
Are you the dope boy in your life or are you just getting high?
Are you the dope boy in your life or are you just getting high?
I'm trying to tell you a little something you don't get in school
By any means necessary, get money when the bills are due
Get money when you need some food to feed you and your family too
Don't worry 'bout your kids cause clearly half of them ain't feeling you
Fact that you get old should be the only thing that's killing you
And stay out of grown folk biz, cause that's what children do
Put God first and your awards will come in large amounts
Now go outside and play and don't bother me man, I'm losing count

[Hook:]

Big K.R.I.T.

Justin Lewis Scott (born August 26, 1986), better known by his stage name Big K.R.I.T. which stands for King Remembered In Time Is an American rapper and record producer hailing from Meridian, Mississippi.

He started his career in 2002 when he was still a teenager with the release of his first mixtape Dirty Thirty which he produced all by himself. Over the next years he would go on to release multiple mixtapes like See Me on top, See Me on Top II, Hood King of the Queen, See Me on Top III, and The Last King.

K.R.I.T’s strong work ethic and lyrical skills got recognition in 2010 when he dropped his mixtape Krit Wuz Here. The mixtape ‘s lead single “Country Shit,” was remixed by rappers Ludacris and Bun B who would later collaborated on other songs with K.R.I.T. in 2011 and charted on Billboard. In the same year, K.R.I.T got signed to Def Jam Recordings and was on the XXL 2011 Freshmen List. He then went on to release his mixtape Return of 4Eva which like the rest of his projects was self-produced.