Plenty Sense

(DrumDummie)

This shit make plenty sense
She like, Why you always start some and don't finish it
Mind yo business bitch
I been swimming in that sea, it's plenty fish in it
She only come around me for my benefits, uh
Keep that gun wit' me
When yo boyfriend wit' me I feel like my son wit' me
(Now walk, walk, walk, walk, walk)
I can never leave you
She told me she love me, I do not believe you

Boy you fake, how you change on niggas that'll feed you
You be broke, tryna come around like niggas need you
While you was, he was bangin' Blood, he really a dub
Take care my family and I feed my mama, that make me a thug
Still be in the trenches wit' it
I thought he was skraight until they sentenced him
He play wit' the gang, we won't remember him
I swear we won't leave until we finish him
And that's on God
Most of these niggas be fraud
I, still be swipin' them cars
New house, four car garage, yeah
Gotta thank Big God
Shots, still totin' that rod
He don't know nothin but go hard
Niggas been in them trenches so, he ain't got nothin' but scars
Niggas think they know me but niggas do not know, shit
Two-thousand-twenty shit, three slimes in a row
Tryna ride my wave, I sank his little boat
Yeah I got some money but I want a little mo

This shit make plenty sense
She like, Why you always start some and don't finish it
Mind yo business bitch
I been swimming in that sea, it's plenty fish in it
She only come around me for my benefits, uh
Keep that gun wit' me
When yo boyfriend wit' me I feel like my son wit' me
(Now walk, walk, walk, walk, walk)
I can never leave you
She told me she love me, I do not believe you

This shit was just a part of me
I feel like I got God in me
Just put down a pint of green, it ain't come from the pharmacy
Workin' harder than you thought
We spinnin' block till we knock off the boss
Came from the projects, I trapped out a loft
Ain't chillin wit niggas, can't sit on my couch, nigga, nigga
Niggas ain't hard, we ride like a car
Big mama used to make us fight in the yard
We pick up new guns, that shit look fun
Better shoot back young nigga, don't run
This shit make plenty sense
Open her mouth like dentist-is
Story never told no Genesis
If he ain't dead yet, he finna be
Mi-mi-might shoot a scene on my opp block
Wait on my time like a stopwatch
Mi-mi-mi-mi-might put my dick in her dropbox
Lil' Chris told me go see, bye-bye
She around for benefit
She don't know Feet got plenty bitch
I swear I miss Lil' Weezy, dawg
I was right there when they sentenced him
This shit make plenty sense
Ain't time to play
I told her she stay down wit me, I'mma be rich
But she ain't even stay
Could see it in her heart
I'm tryna go farther than far
I did this for y'all
I need a band-aid, my family fallin' apart

This shit make plenty sense
She like, Why you always start some and don't finish it
Mind yo business bitch
I been swimming in that sea, it's plenty fish in it
She only come around me for my benefits, uh
Keep that gun wit' me
When yo boyfriend wit' me I feel like my son wit' me
(Now walk, walk, walk, walk, walk)
I can never leave you
She told me she love me, I do not believe you



Credits
Writer(s): Tevin Revell, Kenwood Campbell
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