But when we scrap you gon make
Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid
Barely make cash, they wonder, it doesn't #make #the #sense,
Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense
I make elevating music, you make elevator music
Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit
Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears
That could make some sense, to make amends, to take a stand, to make it tense
Cause tears falling down make me ache
Yeah this new town cannot make
Make it a war, ima make it my own,
Blowing head back, bottles by the zone
Niggas who ain't seen beef
Make like a tree and leave
I'm make this choppa spit and make it come out her nose
At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes
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