No Sense
Just a small town nigga
But my dreams are way bigger than
Any of these rappers who claim they pulling triggers man
Lil this lil that shit is just a lil wack
Artists throwing me they features cause they know imma kill that
Big facts spit in these Ill raps
Only speaking on some shit so real ones can feel that
You feel me I'll spill that
Ain't no dropping tops or copping porsche
Just put the game on life support
Cause that's what my rap life is for
Just keep writing boy
That's what my boys tell the boy
Had some clown fire shots they went and got they self destroyed
We ain't know no number 2
Always alpha in the room
And if a nigga wanna challenge ima go and get the broom
Sweeping the floors wherever we go
Visit the fam in Puerto Rico
Been blessed with this heavenly flow
If you never try then how will you know
They shooting subs my starters reload
To my face they are amigos
Shit ain't making sense they came intense buts it's basic sense that I'm in control
No sense y'all make no sense
No sense y'all make no sense
Niggas ain't making no sense no more
They treat this like a game tryna play with the boy
Wait I ain't the boy I'm the man I'll destroy
Anyone who wants the smoke can catch the hands like Detroit
Not fighting Irish they Miley Cyrus
Wrecking balls that sit in silence
I come around and they fire sirens
Like pre madonnas who meet designers
Rap dishonest i attack for honor
They sweating saunas
Not counting commas
Spit a bar and they out of commerce
Cause the wave they riding make me sleep pajamas
It's bitches money and money bitches
Same shit when time switchin
These niggas change but don't rhyme different
A missing breed maybe I'm different
I had it harder than these lying bitches
Soft enough to cry in pictures
They claiming that they really wit it
If you listen the lines ain't really hitting
I'm top dog getting topped off cause I spit bars ya head knocked off
Punch for punch then you knocked out
You don't really wanna get dropped off
I'm the bigger picture you cropped out
Got key to the game you locked out
3rd quarter you dropped out cause
In the 4th i popped off
Nothing really change just adjusted to the game man
These niggas wanna scrimmage I just wanna spit some flames man
Throw me the lob watch me slam it like I'm James man
Check the people with me they gon always be the same man
Always be the same man
No need for me to change man
They gon always be the same man
No sense for me to change man
But my dreams are way bigger than
Any of these rappers who claim they pulling triggers man
Lil this lil that shit is just a lil wack
Artists throwing me they features cause they know imma kill that
Big facts spit in these Ill raps
Only speaking on some shit so real ones can feel that
You feel me I'll spill that
Ain't no dropping tops or copping porsche
Just put the game on life support
Cause that's what my rap life is for
Just keep writing boy
That's what my boys tell the boy
Had some clown fire shots they went and got they self destroyed
We ain't know no number 2
Always alpha in the room
And if a nigga wanna challenge ima go and get the broom
Sweeping the floors wherever we go
Visit the fam in Puerto Rico
Been blessed with this heavenly flow
If you never try then how will you know
They shooting subs my starters reload
To my face they are amigos
Shit ain't making sense they came intense buts it's basic sense that I'm in control
No sense y'all make no sense
No sense y'all make no sense
Niggas ain't making no sense no more
They treat this like a game tryna play with the boy
Wait I ain't the boy I'm the man I'll destroy
Anyone who wants the smoke can catch the hands like Detroit
Not fighting Irish they Miley Cyrus
Wrecking balls that sit in silence
I come around and they fire sirens
Like pre madonnas who meet designers
Rap dishonest i attack for honor
They sweating saunas
Not counting commas
Spit a bar and they out of commerce
Cause the wave they riding make me sleep pajamas
It's bitches money and money bitches
Same shit when time switchin
These niggas change but don't rhyme different
A missing breed maybe I'm different
I had it harder than these lying bitches
Soft enough to cry in pictures
They claiming that they really wit it
If you listen the lines ain't really hitting
I'm top dog getting topped off cause I spit bars ya head knocked off
Punch for punch then you knocked out
You don't really wanna get dropped off
I'm the bigger picture you cropped out
Got key to the game you locked out
3rd quarter you dropped out cause
In the 4th i popped off
Nothing really change just adjusted to the game man
These niggas wanna scrimmage I just wanna spit some flames man
Throw me the lob watch me slam it like I'm James man
Check the people with me they gon always be the same man
Always be the same man
No need for me to change man
They gon always be the same man
No sense for me to change man
Credits
Writer(s): Noah Cirasunda
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