“Count Me Out”
On this dark road
(Mr. Duckworth)
All of these hoes make it difficult
Session 10, breakthrough
One of these lives, I’ma make things right
With the wrongs I’ve done, that’s one of you now
With the Father, Son, ’til then, I fight
Rain on me, put the blame on me
Got guilt, got hurt, got shame on me
Got six magazines that’s aimed at me
Done every magazine, what’s fame to me?
It’s a game to me, where the bedroom at?
Sleep, I ain’t had to flex with that
What’s fed when the hearts and the words don’t reach?
What’s fed when the money don’t take things back?
It’s rare when somebody take your dreams back?
I care too much, wanna share too much
In my head too much, I shut down too
I ain’t there too much, I’m a complex soul
They layered me up, then broke me down
And moralities dust, I lack in trust
This time around, I trust myself
Please everybody else but myself
All else fails, I was myself
Out done fear, out done myself
This year, you better one yourself
Masks on the babies, mask on an opp
Wear masks in the neighborhood stores when you shop
But a mask won’t hide who you are inside
Look around, the realities carved in the lies
Wipe my ego, dodge my pride
Look myself in the mirror
Amityville, I ain’t seen nothin’ scarier
I fought like a pit bull terrier, blood I shed could fill up aquariums
Tell my angels, “Carry ’em”
Every emotion been deprived
Even my strong points couldn’t survive
If 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 out
I love when you count me out
I love when you count me out
I love when you count me out (Wah, woo, wah, woo, wah)
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuckin’ it up
How 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?
Beep, beep, crash our feelings in the middle of the street
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuckin’ it up
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
Ain’t nobody but the mirror lookin’ for the fall off
I love when you count me out
I love when you count me out
I love when you count me out
I love when you count me out (Wah, woo, wah, woo, wah)
My name is in your mouth, shoo, shoo
It’s gon’ take more than pride to stop
Call 9-1-1, I caught a body
Sun up now, yesterday is fadin’
Healing’s only one mile away
Let me tell you ’bout the women I know (That’s my baby)
I know karma like to follow us strong
I know millionaires that feel alone
Anytime I couldn’t find God, I still could find myself through a song
Many find they life in a phone
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuckin’ it up
You said I’d feel better if I just work hard without liftin’ my head up
That left me fed up
You made me worry, I wanted my best version but you ignored me
Then changed the story
Then changed the story
Good energy in the room, drop the location, please
Antibiotic for the womb, when I’m frustrated, please
Tryna keep my good conscious in rotation
Thoughts in my head, they livin’ there with no (Gotta keep my good)
I made a decision, never give you my feelings
Fuck with you from, fuck with you from a distance
Some put it on the devil when they fall short
I put it on my ego, lord of all lords
Sometimes I fall for her, dawg
I love when you count me out
I love when you count me out
I love when you count me out
I love when you count me out (Wah, woo, wah, woo, wah)
My name is in your mouth
Fuck it up, fuck it up
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 Regret, I got these deep regrets
Some things I can’t forget
Lord knows, I’ve tried my best
You said it’s not my best
I came up out my flesh
Some things I must confess
Spoke my truth, paid my debt
Can’t you see I’ma wreck?
Let me lose, I digress
This is me and I’m blessed
This is me and I’m blessed
This is me and I’m blessed
This is me and I’m blessed
Anybody fightin’ through the stress?
Anybody fightin’ through the—?
About Count Me Out
Artist: Kendrick Lamar
Related Songs: Purple Hearts
Album: Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers
Released: May 13, 2022
Recorded: 2017–2022[1]
Studio: Ameraycan (North Hollywood), Circle House (Miami), East West (Los Angeles), IGA (Santa Monica), Larrabee Sound (North Hollywood), LVRN (Atlanta), No Excuses (Santa Monica), No Name (Tarzana), Other Islands (Miami Beach), Stellar House (Los Angeles), Shangri-La (Malibu), United (Los Angeles).
Length: 73:05
Label: PGLang TDEAftermath Interscope.
Producer: The Alchemist, Baby Keem, Beach Noise, BekonBoi-1da, Cardo Craig, Balmoris, DJ Dahi, DJ Khalil, The Donuts, Duval Timothy, Frano Grandmaster, Vic Jahaan SweetJ. LbsOklama, Pharrell Williams, Sounwave, Tae Beast.