Count Your Days by P-Jizel Dagate Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

[Chorus]
Count Your Days, count Your Days
Count Your Days, count Your Days
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Woah, woah


[Verse]
Count Your Days in the sun
You wanna live? Then tell me “No play with guns”
I be shootin’ junt, man I be having fun
Test me once, my stick eat you for lunch
Clap,Clap,Clap,Clap,Clap,Clap,Clap
My bullets clapping, they ranging, they sanging
Bullets raging, they dangerous (Brr)
Ain’t nobody safe, better stay home today
No outside time
Ain’t no enjoying no life (Aye, Yuh, Yuh)
Hit with the stick
If you give me road rage
Finna die soon so Count Your Days
Better get on yo knees and pray
But can’t nobody save you
Not even God
Not even yo Mom
I got all power
Nobody got nothing on me
Get hit whilе he watch TV
Lotta bullets go to him when hе pee
He can’t escape (Nah)
Can’t do no race (Skrr)
He ain’t Tay-K
Try to play
On God he gon lay
He can’t try to enjoy his day
Enjoy his day

[Pre-Chorus]
Enjoy his day, enjoy his day

[Chorus]
Count Your Days, count Your Days
Count Your Days, count Your Days
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Woah, woah