Make Sense! (feat. Quentae Playa)

Hell yeah, mmm, mmm Nigga, hell yeah, mmm, mmm Nigga, nigga, make sense, How you calling' me a twin How the hell you my dawg? Soon as I call, Ya ass was on the fence Nigga, make it make sense How you calling' me a twin How the hell is you my dawg? Every time I call, Ya ass was on the fence Why you speaking' on the business? How the hell you wanna diss me How you onboardin' the mission? When you knowing I was with ya Had to make it make sense, Had to keep on pimpin Had to scrape up my lil' binges I had to make it make sense I had to make it make sense Had to scrape up my lil' binges All that other shit was tempting Had to make it make sense Nigga, make it make sense, I was down bad Who did you pick Strugglin' alone, dont answer the phone, I'm fine like this Nights with bro's I'd never repeat it Why would I trust her? Only an eater Big dawg baby, feeling like PETA Fuck them niggas, I don't even need em Make it make sense, came a long way from the trench I lost some friends, but that's just how that is Not really my dawg, nigga, you traded me in Don't tell me you love me, put no trust in no bitch Calling your bluff, bet you can't stand on ten Know that hate run deep, they don't wanna see me win Never seen that coming, really need to change my lens That karma be different, baby, I'm bringing' revenge Hate on the low, baby, I already know Smile in my face, really ain't hearing it though Feelin' like him, ain't no comparin' me, no That game be taught, built from a whole other mode Make it make sense, whole lotta motion got me talking like this Stood on mine, I can walk like this, keeping it hot, Who can talk like this Knowing they talking, don't even matter, big dawg baby, can't listen to chatter Live for today, not worried about after, keeping it quiet, move like assassins They gon' make it make sense How you callin' me your twin How the hell is you my dawg? every time I call, your ass was on the fence Ayy, why you speakin' on the business? how the hell you wanna diss me How you onboardin' the mission? Ayy, and you knowing' I was with you I had to make it make sense, I had to keep on pimpin Had to scrape up my lil' binges, I had to make it make sense I had to make it make sense, had to scrape up my lil' binges All that other shit was tempting, had to make it make sense Had to make it make sense, yeah