Atm Lyrics - J. Cole

Life can bring much pain 

There are many ways to deal with this pain 

Choose wisely 

Will I fall? Will I fly? 

Heal my soul 

Fulfill my high 

Cross my heart (Count, count, count, count, count it) 

And hope to die (Count, count, count, count, count it) 

With my slice (Count, count, count, count, count it) 

Of Devil's pie 

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 (yeah) 

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 

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I know that it's difficult 

I'm stackin' this paper, it's sorta habitual 

I blow the residual 

And fuckin' on a bitch like it's part of my ritual 

Pardon the visual 

But money, it give me a hard-on it's typical 

I want it in physical 

A million dollars, I count up in intervals 

Without it I'm miserable 

Don't wanna fall off so I'm all in my bag 

Thankin' God like it's biblical 

I know it's gonna solve every problem I have 

I balled on them principles 

Remember the teachers were all on my ass 

Now look at them, pitiful 

And all of a sudden I'm so good at math 

Photos 

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 

Uno, dos, tres 

Big bills, big pills 

I fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills 

My niggas running tip drills, can't sit still 

Don't give a fuck if it kills, it mix well 

I'm only counting 

Big bills, big pills 

I fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills 

My niggas running tip drills, can't sit still 

Don't give a fuck if it kills, it mix well 

I'm only counting 

Uno, dos, tres, quatro 

Proceed with caution 

I heard if you chase it only results in 

A hole in your heart 

Fuck 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 mamas 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 ball in your court and 

Escape with your bitch like we turning your heart in 

She don't need no garments 

She horny from all the money we countin' 

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 

Will I fall? Will I fly? 

Heal my soul 

Fulfill my high 

Cross my heart 

And hope to die 

With my slice of Devil's pie