Nosense
What's goin on?
Yuh
She said what's goin on, in that pretty lil mind
Baby it don't make no sense
And even if I had the time, that shit would not suffice
For me to spell out these events
It don't, make no sense, make no sense, no it don't
It don't, make no, no, no it don't make no, no, no
I need a 3.5 to put my feelins aside
Maybe ease a lil tension in my own paradise
I been off and on the fence about takin the dive
But like, it don't really matter tonight
Right? Right?
Right on que
I'm ballin like I'm fallin and got sum to prove
So rack em up and I'll shoot
It's Cool Hand Luke
Got nun to lose
I ain't got time to play witchu fools
Second thought got all the time in the world
I ain't gon waste it waitin patient
It's all mine for the takin, you irrelevant
I might drop a opera for the hell of it
That shit would still be better than
Anything you bitches try sellin em
Sell me authenticity
Show me the ceiling won't know what hit it
Feelin somewhat complacent but know this jus the beginnin
You mufuckas can't tell me shit
It don't make no sense
But I was made for this
She said what's goin on, in that pretty lil mind
Baby it don't make no sense
And even if I had the time, that shit would not suffice
For me to spell out these events
It don't, make no sense, make no sense, no it don't
It don't, make no, no, no it don't make no, no, no
Yuh
She said what's goin on, in that pretty lil mind
Baby it don't make no sense
And even if I had the time, that shit would not suffice
For me to spell out these events
It don't, make no sense, make no sense, no it don't
It don't, make no, no, no it don't make no, no, no
I need a 3.5 to put my feelins aside
Maybe ease a lil tension in my own paradise
I been off and on the fence about takin the dive
But like, it don't really matter tonight
Right? Right?
Right on que
I'm ballin like I'm fallin and got sum to prove
So rack em up and I'll shoot
It's Cool Hand Luke
Got nun to lose
I ain't got time to play witchu fools
Second thought got all the time in the world
I ain't gon waste it waitin patient
It's all mine for the takin, you irrelevant
I might drop a opera for the hell of it
That shit would still be better than
Anything you bitches try sellin em
Sell me authenticity
Show me the ceiling won't know what hit it
Feelin somewhat complacent but know this jus the beginnin
You mufuckas can't tell me shit
It don't make no sense
But I was made for this
She said what's goin on, in that pretty lil mind
Baby it don't make no sense
And even if I had the time, that shit would not suffice
For me to spell out these events
It don't, make no sense, make no sense, no it don't
It don't, make no, no, no it don't make no, no, no
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Writer(s): Luke Seifert
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