Count Me Out Song Lyrics by Kendrick Lamar
We may not know which way to goOn this dark road(Mr. Duckworth)All of these hoes make it difficultSession ten, breakthrough
One of these lives, I’ma make things rightWith the wrongs I’ve done, that’s one of you nowWith the Father, Son, ’til then, I fightRain on me, put the blame on meGot guilt, got hurt, got shame on meGot six magazines that’s aimed at meDone every magazine, what’s fame to me? (And I’m trippin’ and fallin’)It’s a game to me, where the bedroom at?Sleep, I ain’t had affairs with thatWhat’s fair when the hearts and the words don’t reach?What’s fair when the money don’t take things back?It’s rare when somebody take your dreams back? (And I’m trippin’ and fallin’)I care too much, wanna share too muchIn my head too much, I shut down tooI ain’t there too much, I’m a complex soulThey layered me up, then broke me downAnd moralities dust, I lack in trust (and I’m trippin’ and fallin’)This time around, I trust myselfPlease everybody else but myselfAll else fails, I was myselfOut done fear, out done myselfThis year, you better one yourself (and I’m trippin’ and fallin’)Masks on the babies, mask on an oppWear masks in the neighborhood stores you shotBut a mask won’t hide who you are insideLook around, the realities carved in the liesWipe my ego, dodge my pride (and I’m trippin’ and fallin’)Look myself in the mirrorAmityville, I ain’t seen nothin’ scarierI fought like a pit bull terrier, blood I shed could fill up aquariumsTell my angels, “Carry ’em” (and I’m trippin’ and fallin’)Every emotion been deprivedEven my strong points couldn’t surviveIf I didn’t learn to love myself, forgive myself a hundred times, dawg
I love when you count me out (huh)I love when you count me outI love when you count me out (wah, woo, ooh)I love when you count me outFuck it up, fuck it upFuck it up, fuck it up, fuckin’ it upHow you gon’ win my trust when the lies run deep? (Wah, woo, wah)How you gon’ bend your love when the bad don’t sleep? (Sheeesh)Beep, beep, crash our feelings in the middle of the street (vroom, vroom)
Fuck it up, fuck it upFuck it up, fuck it up, fuckin’ it up (huh, huh)
When you was at your lowest, tell me where the hoes was at?When you was at your lowest, tell me where the bros was at?Three-thirty in the mornin’, scroll through the call log (huh, huh, huh, huh)Ain’t nobody but the mirror lookin’ for the fall off (Brrt)
I love when you count me outI love when you count me outI love when you count me outI love when you count me out (wah, woo, wah, woo, wah)
My name is in your mouth, shoo, shooIt’s gon’ take more than pride to stopCall 9-1-1, I caught a bodySun up now, yesterday is fadin’Healing’s only ’bout a mile awayLet me tell you ’bout the women I know (that’s my baby)I know karma like to follow us strong (sheesh)I know millionaires that feel alone (sheesh)Anytime I couldn’t find God, I still could find myself through a songMany find they life in a phone
Fuck it up, fuck it upFuck it up, fuck it up, fuckin’ it up
You said I’d feel better if I just work hard without liftin’ my head upThat left me fed upYou made me worry, I wanted my best version but you ignored meThen changed the storyThen changed the storyGood energy in the room, drop the location, pleaseAntibiotic for the womb, when I’m frustrated, please(Antibiotic for the womb, when I’m frustrated)Tryna keep my good conscious in rotationThoughts in my head, they livin’ there with no- (tryna keep my good)I made a decision, never give you my feelingsFuck with you from, fuck with you from a distanceSome put it on the Devil when they fall shortI put it on my ego, lord of all lordsSometimes I fall for her, dawg
I love when you count me outI love when you count me out (sheesh)I love when you count me out (sheesh)I love when you count me outMy name is in your mouth
Fuck it up, fuck it up (true, true)Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuckin’ it up
Miss Regrets, I believe that you done me wrong (Miss Regrets)Miss Regrets, can you please exit out my home? (Miss Regrets)Miss Regret, I think I’m better off alone (Miss Regrets)(Miss Regret)Miss Regret, I got these deep regrets (and I’m trippin’ and fallin’)Some things I can’t forgetLord knows, I’ve tried my bestYou said it’s not my bestI came up out my fleshSome things I must confess (ayy, ayy) (and I’m trippin’ and fallin’)Spoke my truth, paid my debt (ayy, ayy)Can’t you see I’ma wreck? (Ayy, ayy)Let me loose, I digress (ayy, ayy)This is me and I’m blessed (ayy, ayy)This is me and I’m blessed (ayy, ayy)This is me and I’m blessed (ayy, ayy)This is me and I’m blessed (ayy, ayy)Anybody fightin’ through the stress? (Ayy, ayy)Anybody fightin’ through the?