[Lyric] Wonder if its true... (Charlee Mac)

[Hook]

Count my desires
Run me some cash, get me some hash, get a bit higher
Oh and… platonically loved, never be owned. Ya, that bitch dire. (Damn right)
Ya, that bitch dire. (Yeah)

[Verse 1]

No, you can’t have me. (Woah)
Mommy might hate me, daddy might love me
No, you can’t have me
Mentally drainin’, physically jaded
No, you can’t have me. (Woah)
No, you can’t have me
No, you can’t have me. (No)

[Hook]

Count my desires. (Woo!)
Chasin’ money got me feelin’ funny and I’m runnin’ ‘round tired. (Damn what?)
Praying on breakthroughs, in an estate soon, balling my eyеs out! (God damn)
Sayin’ you love me, sayin’ you love mе, wonder if it's true… (Sigh)
Wonder if it’s true, wonder if it’s true
[Chorus]

Man, this shit’s so cold, man this shit I hate!
Man, this shit’s so cold, man this shit I hate!
Man, this shit’s gon’ suck, man this shit I hate!
Wonder if it’s true…wonder if it’s true

[Verse 2]

BOW BOW BOW BOW!
Beatin’ it outta me
Gettin’ the bull to charge, them horns go hard
Demon anatomy, spreadin’ them wings to fly, them horns go hard
Beatin’ it outta me
Beatin’ it outta me
Demon anatomy
Feelin’ like crying, feelin’ like crying, beatin’ it outta me
Beatin’ it outta me. (Whistle)
Fiendin’ anatomy, fiendin’ it outta me
[Hook]

Count my desires. (Damn)
Money talk and money perspire, better than irons. (For real?)
Not talking nines, not talkin’ clubs, homies be dying. (Damn)
Them poles and them drugs, them poles and them drugs, homies be dying
Thats where I’m from, that’s where I’m from, homies be dying. (Check this shit out)
Homies be dying know that I miss ‘em
Homies be dying
Homies be dying know that I miss ‘em. (Yeah fuck)