Lyrics:
The soul got sick in never seen ways uncontrolled by the illspiritual rage
A craft was brought to split the visions
Crawling naked on the floor, exorcist
you chicks
Split six from the four-fifth, make you dance, ow
I stay focused in the dopest
Like a penny with a hole in it, y'all just hopeless
when the Lotus is back
When you lest this'll be the darkest
If time was alive would you try to make it your bitch?
Would you speed it up or slow it
zoos
animals on the loose running confused
Move .. it’s Ludacris, get out my way
I make my own path , the rose on the concrete that wont fade never
it fair to believe
You knew I was weak, I let you deceive
How tf you a snake, Only rats want the cheese
Just make it make sense I'm begging you please
Single feather on the bird
Cents that I earn make sense
In the world where nothin' makes sense but the twists and turns
Should I even be sayin' words? I
I wasted so much time on this shit
Like did it really make any sense?
I'm walking through the roads with a broken heart
Looking like a misfit
But is
the shit
Sober and lit
You comfort me and then resent
You got me bent
Just like a tent
But you the shit when time to vent
Or repent
Just please make sense
You)
(You, You, You, You, You)
I don't really know if this makes sense
I don't really got no patience
I don't even know if I'll make it
Kinda wish I
with
You'll squeal with you
I like to start it out from
The bottom and build with you
Be on my last dollar and
Split the bill with you
I'm twenty-three
Smoke good, eat good, live good
I used to want to see the penitentiary
Way after elementary
Thought it was cool to look the judge
In the face
In a sense it was just a coincidence the way we met
friends by fate and steadily every day we crept
closer to thinkin maybe that
we should take
just to be strangers again
And Im too prideful to take back the things I said
It doesn't make sense
It's not who you're with that I care about
Shit
I
Ay ay
Ay ay
I feel like Billy Ocean
Call me Billy Ocean
I just want it all to make sense
I just want to meet some new friends
Now it's cold when they
a Dreamcast niggas sega
40 Of the finest in the basement
Vac seal green by the cases
Backing up AMGs latest
Caddy trucks move when I say it
23 It's 22 buddy
i'm going
I just need you by my side
What's the writing on your wrist for?
Do you ever wonder why the rain's so slow?
Nothing makes sense
When you're
a minute need a breath
Gave myself to everyone and now there’s nothing left
If I give it to the art I’ll split apart with every step (yeah)
Cause These
2008
Dripping in candy paint, cosigned by Bathing Ape
Throw it back and wait on it
When you throw it back don't make no sense
When you got cake like that
confidence
It's just common sense
Do you know, it's obvious
Working too damn hard for this
Can we live like this forever, lova'?
If you want, I can make you
Curiosity
The young and the free
There for all to see
Entranced
Burned by the flame
Have your senses taken leave
Into the fire of true
I've been balling for a minute like a minute man
Watch the time going by like a ceiling fan
Time going by fast that's just who I am
I don't even use
to make a dollar out of what makes sense
Add it up, told my daddy I'd be a rich man
You never know when your fate gon' switch hand
Get today's solid
B.I.G.]
Split the dutches fill it with the skunk we about to
get wicked in the joint uh Notorious is glorious
*cough, cough)*
Niggaz now who's
they rubbin' me the wrong way (Mmm mmm)
I'm too legit, they gonna split just like a part fade
Aye!
It is what it is
Time to boss up, whoo, need to clock
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