DJ JD (Jeff Platt) - Count Down lyrics

Man this goes out to anybody who ever lost someone or Anybody who had a like a big motivation to do something in life Man don't let anybody get in your way Do what you want to do I mean, people laughed When I said I was going to be a rapper Look at me now! Chorus(x2): Headed for the top And we never coming back down Taking hip hop And we picking up the slack now Came from nothing Like straight out of ghost town 3,2,1 Now you see us on the countdown I got a house in the mountains So I'm climbing up the countdown People blowing up my phone Los where's my shout out Shhh God damn, quiet down loud mouth I've got to go buy some shoes that aren't even out now Go hard like Viagra Flows like Niagara Los running right past ya Sorry son I might lap ya I'm serious as f** This is no Happy Gilmore I'm about to shut the game down Look out on your billboards Almost had a couple kids Had to get my mind right Homie this is my mic My choice, is my life Let the cush lime light Unbrighten my eyesight Shine right, watch back from London Tick time right Kept it 100 With my ma**, for the thugs Had everybody in a good mood in the club Like he's a white dude and everybody showing love d**h threats on my phone and I still don't give a f**! Chorus(x2): Headed for the top And we never coming back down Taking hip hop And we picking up the slack now Came from nothing Like straight out of ghost town 3,2,1 Now you see us on the countdown Los I am back now Picking up the slack now Thanks for the song You're welcome on the doormat now So Just roll a blunt, five dance clap now Horns in the background Ba** high hat now And like the breastroke, I will never back down Stand up guys, get dropped Lay back down I do it for the Struggle I do it for the Tramp House I do it for St.Louis My Family Friend's Frat House So ask yourself is Los the real sh** like manure yet Sold out shows he ain't even on tour yet Coming from the charts This is real 3,2,1 Snipe on top but feel free to run sh** life had a count down Took too many meds Heart Stopped beating Big rush to the head I woke up dazed in that hospital bed Ripped the I.V off my chest Man it's time to get some bread Chorus(x2): Headed for the top And we never coming back down Taking hip hop And we picking up the slack now Came from nothing Like straight out of ghost town 3,2,1 Now you see us on the countdown