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Make It Make Sense

by Whyen, Daemon

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I just can't make it make sense Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This All in my bag what you make it ain't shit Man they hating on this Fam make it make sense Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This All in my bag what you make it ain't shit Why they hating on this Fam make it make sense All in my bag like a nigga Saint Nick Niggas stay mad when I'm taking they bitch Shit I may laugh when I'm taking they whips Then I may crash when I'm racing they whips It's rental tho niggas stay faking they rich rich When they straight broke broke Thanking they it it All that fake ice stay breaking they wrist Boy I'm taking a risk just talking to you Bet ya bad luck you a loss for the crew Better staff up for they hit ya racks up No covid mask up when they coughing at you Ya'll gotta back up yeah ya'll finna move Fore ya stabbed up heard it's harder to prove Bark like a fool That's a mark of a dude That'll start up a feud Cuz it's marketable Man they hating on this Fam make it make sense Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This All in my bag what you make it ain't shit Man they hating on this Fam make it make sense Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This All in my bag what you make it ain't shit When ya don't give 'em no air That's a flex They know ya really don't care That's a flex I'm way up so I can't hear That's a flex I stay up while they stay there That's a bet When ya don't give 'em no air That's a flex They know ya really don't care That's a flex I'm way up so I can't hear That's a flex I stay up while they stay there That's a bet Nigga stop hating on this Fam make it make sense Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This All in my bag what you make it ain't shit Man they hating on this Fam make it make sense Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This All in my bag what you make it ain't shit And I been there running ya'll town like a vet I'm in there put ya dog down like a vet I spin that block horse power like a 'vette Smoke sour for the stress Smoke ya'll for the rest Trynna doubt I'm the best Child you a mess I'm here to get paid Or a pound of ya flesh I'm never dismayed by the sound of ya death I'm ahead of this king with the crown I forget Why they hating on this Fam make it make sense Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This All in my bag what you make it ain't shit Man they hating on this Fam make it make sense Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This All in my bag what you make it ain't shit When ya don't give 'em no air That's a flex They know ya really don't care That's a flex I'm way up so I can't hear That's a flex I stay up while they stay there That's a bet When ya don't give 'em no air That's a flex They know ya really don't care That's a flex I'm way up so I can't hear That's a flex I stay up while they stay there That's a bet I'm outside ain't got time for you hoarders You online you gone lie to the readers I don't play the sideline like reporters That's okay you done die full of ether So drink up, laced with the illness Made 'em pass out outer space in the building When I black out Imma break ya civilians Never back down til I make me a million Why they hating on this Fam make it make sense Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This All in my bag what you make it ain't shit Man they hating on this Fam make it make sense Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This Boy you just mad what you making ain't this This All in my bag what you make it ain't shit

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