Canción 'Atm' interpretada por J.Cole

Atm Letra y Canción

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ATM es una canción de J.Cole que se estrenó el , este tema está incluido dentro del disco KOD.

LETRA

'Atm'

[Intro]
Life can cause you much pain
There are…
Life can cause you
Life can…
There are…
There are many ways to deal with this pain
Choose wisely

[Refrain]
Will I fall? Will I fly?
Heal my storm
Fulfill my high (Count it)
Cross my heart
And hope to die
With my (?) I’ll give full stride

[Chorus]
Count it up, count it up, count it up (count it)
Count it up, count it up, count it up (count it)
Count it up, count it up, count it up (count it)

Count it up, count it up, count it up (count it)
Count it up, count it up, count it up (count it)
Count it up, count it up, count it up (count it)

[Verse 1]
I know that it’s difficult
I’m stackin’ the safe and* the habitual’s
I’m blowin’ the residual
And fuckin’ on a bitch like its part of my ritual

Part of the visual
But money it give me a (?) reciprocal
(?) all them physicals
A million dollars (?) countin’ them minerals

But now I’m miserable
No wonder I’m lost, I’m so out of my bag
Thankin’ God like it’s difficult
I never saw (?)

I balled on them principles
Remember the teachers were all on my ass
Now the thought of ‘em pitiful
And all of a sudden I’m so good at math

[Chorus]
Count it up, count it up, count it up (count it)
Count it up, count it up, count it up (count it)
Count it up, count it up, count it up (count it)
Can’t take it when you die, but you can’t live without it

[Verse 2]
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, proceed with caution
I heard if you chase it only results in
A hole in your heart
F*** it, I take the whole cake and I won’t leave a portion

It’s only an organ
Thank God mama couldn’t afford the abortion
The loneliest orphan
I flipped mama’s fortune and grown me a fortune

My Rollie is scorchin’
Them niggas that hated is slowly endorsin’
Now Cole, he important
My niggas beside me like Tommy and Martin

We ballin’
Now escape with ya bitch like we Tonio (?)
She don’t need no garments
She horny from all the money we countin’

[Chorus]
Count it up, count it up, count it up (count it)
Count it up, count it up, count it up (count it)
Count it up, count it up, count it up (count it)
Can’t take it when you die, but you can’t live without it

Count it up, count it up, count it up (count it)
Count it up, count it up, count it up (count it)
Count it up, count it up, count it up (count it)
Can’t take it when you die, but you can’t live without it
Uno dos tres..

[Refrain]
Will I fall? Will I fly?
Heal my storm
Fulfill my high
Cross my heart
And hope to die
With my [?] I’ll give full stride