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Lil Durk
Everyday I spill my glass and I count up a check
Then I gotta go and get it
I lay my niggas to rest and you know whose next
10 toes, ain't no sittin'
How is you tryna finesse?
Can't finesse a finesser, the hustlers know it best
Gave the right niggas money, they say I'm a mess, no stress
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check, check, check
See you can't finesse a finesser
See I don't be with another X
See you can't finesse a finesser
Count me a check
I'm just countin' me a check
Roll up in an Audi, no lottery but we scratchin' shit
Six Tecs for the drop but usually we sippin' Actavis
Dope boy music, them niggas gon' want to trap to this
Macaroni my bag of homies so ain't no lackin' shit
30 for the Rolex cool, 20 for the cross too
Been there when nobody was there, it was dark too
Keep me protected from the streets, I got a cross too
And if you cross me then I cross you
Ran off on the plug twice and I know they searchin'
If I got to say that shit twice then you know I'm urgent
His and hers Rollies get them shiny looking like the ocean
Get on top of me baby and get to surfin'
Like a surfboard
Sippin' on this lean got me paranoid
Gotta get this green so help me Lord
So why you with that hater shit?
Can't fuck with a basic bitch
I'ma tell 'em them lies
Everyday I spill my glass and I count up a check
Then I gotta go and get it
I lay my niggas to rest and you know whose next
10 toes, ain't no sittin'
How is you tryna finesse?
Can't finesse a finesser, the hustlers know it best
Gave the right niggas money, they say I'm a mess, no stress
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check, check, check
See you can't finesse a finesser
See I don't be with another X
See you can't finesse a finesser
Count me a check
I'm just countin' me a check
Money is the motto, these bitches don't wanna swallow it
Bitches want the fame, all they want me to do is follow them
She just gon' bring me drank cause she a pharmacist
Play my new single at the station cause I ain't callin' in
Niggas in the city wanna kill me, I ain't part of them
My niggas got 50 shot clips, they like barbers then
She can ride my 'Rari then cause she look like a Barbie bitch
If I catch her stealin' we all get our head like bobby pins
I'ma get this money till I d-i-e
Bring bottles to my session, to my VIP
I like my bitch's vest, let me see ID
Gettin' all this money like Lord why me
Gang in this bitch
100 dollar bills changed in this bitch
Got the Rollies and the chains in this bitch
We gon' shoot us somethin' strange in this bitch
Cause I count me up a check
Everyday I spill my glass and I count up a check
Then I gotta go and get it
I lay my niggas to rest and you know whose next
10 toes, ain't no sittin'
How is you tryna finesse?
Can't finesse a finesser, the hustlers know it best
Gave the right niggas money, they say I'm a mess, no stress
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check, check, check
See you can't finesse a finesser
See I don't be with another X
See you can't finesse a finesser
Count me a check
I'm just countin' me a check
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"Check", de Lil Durk, es una canción que encapsula la cultura del trap de Chicago, con sus referencias a la riqueza material, el peligro de las calles y la lealtad a los amigos. La repetición obsesiva de "count me a check" (contar mi cheque) no solo se refiere al dinero, sino a la validación del éxito en un entorno donde la supervivencia a menudo se mide por el poder adquisitivo. La letra describe un estilo de vida ostentoso, plagado de peligros y rodeado de violencia, con referencias a armas, drogas ("Actavis", lean) y rivalidades. El artista se presenta como un "finesser" (estafador), que supera a sus competidores y se protege a sí mismo y a su círculo cercano. La mención a la muerte ("lay my niggas to rest", "I'ma get this money till I d-i-e") y a la búsqueda constante de dinero revelan una profunda inseguridad y una lucha por la supervivencia en un contexto social difícil. La frase "Gotta get this green so help me Lord" sugiere una mezcla de fe y desesperación, revelando una complejidad emocional a pesar de la fachada de confianza. El estilo de Lil Durk se caracteriza por la honestidad bruta, la ostentación y una mezcla de bravuconería y vulnerabilidad. El sentimiento general se relaciona con el logro, la acumulación de riqueza, la superación en un contexto hostil, y la resiliencia a pesar del costo personal.
Everyday I spill my glass and I count up a check Then I gotta go and get it I lay my niggas to rest and you know whose next 10 toes, ain't no sittin' How is you tryna finesse? Can't finesse a finesser, the hustlers know it best Gave the right niggas money, they say I'm a mess, no stress I'ma count me a check I'ma count me a check I'ma count me a check I'ma count me a check, check, check See you can't finesse a finesser See I don't be with another X See you can't finesse a finesser Count me a check I'm just countin' me a check Roll up in an Audi, no lottery but we scratchin' shit Six Tecs for the drop but usually we sippin' Actavis Dope boy music, them niggas gon' want to trap to this Macaroni my bag of homies so ain't no lackin' shit 30 for the Rolex cool, 20 for the cross too Been there when nobody was there, it was dark too Keep me protected from the streets, I got a cross too And if you cross me then I cross you Ran off on the plug twice and I know they searchin' If I got to say that shit twice then you know I'm urgent His and hers Rollies get them shiny looking like the ocean Get on top of me baby and get to surfin' Like a surfboard Sippin' on this lean got me paranoid Gotta get this green so help me Lord So why you with that hater shit? Can't fuck with a basic bitch I'ma tell 'em them lies Everyday I spill my glass and I count up a check Then I gotta go and get it I lay my niggas to rest and you know whose next 10 toes, ain't no sittin' How is you tryna finesse? Can't finesse a finesser, the hustlers know it best Gave the right niggas money, they say I'm a mess, no stress I'ma count me a check I'ma count me a check I'ma count me a check I'ma count me a check, check, check See you can't finesse a finesser See I don't be with another X See you can't finesse a finesser Count me a check I'm just countin' me a check Money is the motto, these bitches don't wanna swallow it Bitches want the fame, all they want me to do is follow them She just gon' bring me drank cause she a pharmacist Play my new single at the station cause I ain't callin' in Niggas in the city wanna kill me, I ain't part of them My niggas got 50 shot clips, they like barbers then She can ride my 'Rari then cause she look like a Barbie bitch If I catch her stealin' we all get our head like bobby pins I'ma get this money till I d-i-e Bring bottles to my session, to my VIP I like my bitch's vest, let me see ID Gettin' all this money like Lord why me Gang in this bitch 100 dollar bills changed in this bitch Got the Rollies and the chains in this bitch We gon' shoot us somethin' strange in this bitch Cause I count me up a check Everyday I spill my glass and I count up a check Then I gotta go and get it I lay my niggas to rest and you know whose next 10 toes, ain't no sittin' How is you tryna finesse? Can't finesse a finesser, the hustlers know it best Gave the right niggas money, they say I'm a mess, no stress I'ma count me a check I'ma count me a check I'ma count me a check I'ma count me a check, check, check See you can't finesse a finesser See I don't be with another X See you can't finesse a finesser Count me a check I'm just countin' me a check
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