Make It Make Sense (feat. Big Sad 1900)
Do it major, get your paper
Make it make sense, make it make sense
Make it make sense, make it make sense
Had to get it out the mud just to pay rent
I'm from LA where it stay lit
You can get your chain taken real quick
Hoes set you up for a little bit
Ain't no love in these streets when you in the mix
You can risk your life for some fried chicken
Wrong place, wrong time, catch ya slipping
Do some dumb shit in the next 20 minutes
That could take 20 years of your life, shit is wicked
Gotta stop tricking
Start making investments
A bad bitch a bill
A good woman she a blessing
The goons pocket-check niggas in the club flexin
My big bro got killed on Crenshaw and Manchester
Uncle Jules rest in Inglewood Cemetery
You probably shouldn't come around the homies if you scary
Gotta make it happen, gotta do what's necessary
And stay up out the way they singing like Mariah Carey, niccuh
Make it make sense, make it make sense
Make it make sense, make it make sense
Had to get it out the mud just to pay rent
If you tried to rob the plug, then you ain't shit
Make it make sense, make it make sense
Make it make sense, make it make sense
I ain't got no time for no lame shit
Hey, I ain't got no time for no lame shit
Cause bro and them on C Street, they trying to bang and shit
You want to troll? make a pussy nigga famous
Bang it out and put you on this shirt, I'm anxious
I'm from West LA, where gangstas like to move
I ain't had to do no bragging, I'm that dude
Hey, I'ma try if I win or I lose
Just a ghetto nigga trying to take it on the cruise
They want to see me dead, want to see me on the news
I'm living like a thug, that don't mean that I'm a fool
Kind of aggressive, I don't mean to be too rude
A couple shots, now little bae be getting loose
Hey, I got love for these niggas, because they love me
Been through hella shit, but just don't judge me
Dark nights and dark clouds, it got ugly
Still pushing foreigns around this bitch with the plush seats
Make it make sense, make it make sense
Make it make sense, make it make sense
Had to get it out the mud just to pay rent
If you try to rob the plug, then you ain't shit
Make it make sense, make it make sense
Make it make sense, make it make sense
I ain't got no time for no lame shit
Make it make sense, make it make sense
Make it make sense, make it make sense
Had to get it out the mud just to pay rent
I'm from LA where it stay lit
You can get your chain taken real quick
Hoes set you up for a little bit
Ain't no love in these streets when you in the mix
You can risk your life for some fried chicken
Wrong place, wrong time, catch ya slipping
Do some dumb shit in the next 20 minutes
That could take 20 years of your life, shit is wicked
Gotta stop tricking
Start making investments
A bad bitch a bill
A good woman she a blessing
The goons pocket-check niggas in the club flexin
My big bro got killed on Crenshaw and Manchester
Uncle Jules rest in Inglewood Cemetery
You probably shouldn't come around the homies if you scary
Gotta make it happen, gotta do what's necessary
And stay up out the way they singing like Mariah Carey, niccuh
Make it make sense, make it make sense
Make it make sense, make it make sense
Had to get it out the mud just to pay rent
If you tried to rob the plug, then you ain't shit
Make it make sense, make it make sense
Make it make sense, make it make sense
I ain't got no time for no lame shit
Hey, I ain't got no time for no lame shit
Cause bro and them on C Street, they trying to bang and shit
You want to troll? make a pussy nigga famous
Bang it out and put you on this shirt, I'm anxious
I'm from West LA, where gangstas like to move
I ain't had to do no bragging, I'm that dude
Hey, I'ma try if I win or I lose
Just a ghetto nigga trying to take it on the cruise
They want to see me dead, want to see me on the news
I'm living like a thug, that don't mean that I'm a fool
Kind of aggressive, I don't mean to be too rude
A couple shots, now little bae be getting loose
Hey, I got love for these niggas, because they love me
Been through hella shit, but just don't judge me
Dark nights and dark clouds, it got ugly
Still pushing foreigns around this bitch with the plush seats
Make it make sense, make it make sense
Make it make sense, make it make sense
Had to get it out the mud just to pay rent
If you try to rob the plug, then you ain't shit
Make it make sense, make it make sense
Make it make sense, make it make sense
I ain't got no time for no lame shit
Credits
Writer(s): Mayjah Payne
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