Dont Make Sense, Pt. 2 Lyrics

Don't make sense part two

When I die I wanna be mummified so I got ancient slips

Bitch I'm spiritual fasho fa life

But still gone talk my Shid

I done manifested my whole life

Now it's time to watch it stick

I was down and I went through some times

Had my ass like fuck dis Shid

I'm tryna make it out the hood and help my potnas out dis bitch

And my shorty yeah she good fa life

She's spoiled before we rich

Nigga talm bout Ian on Shid Like

Why the fuck you on my dick

I guess it's cause my spirit bright

I'm a star child in my sense

I need opals and sum crystals cause these rocks bring energy

But I'm obsessed wid guns and weapons too

So they both be balancing

Yeah I practice positivity

Buh still gone pop my Shid

I get ignant when I'm mad

Cause why the fuck it don't make sense

I'm a

Dog ass nigga

I'm scraight out the fuckn pound

I was liftin pounds and sendin rounds

Like lil bro slow it down

I was livin fast Buh caught myself before the crashin out

Could've died so many times in 2019 with my mouth

Cause I'm bad mouthed

Bad tempered

Tryna control my Shid has been sum life decisions

Voices in my head be tryna fuckn get me

Talm bout

Just pop dat nigga drop him Buh ion Neva listen

Nigga if I lose it someone's goin missin

With precision

We gone beat dat nigga ass

And we gone end up dippin

He gone live anotha day

So ion get no sentence

And if wants to retaliate then my lil hollows pinch em

Because that's self defense right? If a nigga wanna pressure you

You hit him wid dat iron see what dat bullet do

Then you record a fuckn video to record sum proof

That's what you do

Then you Call the cops

Right after

So they don't pursuit

That's a clean body

In my state

That's the way

If you got pocket rocket it's legal and it's yours

Then you don't face no problems

Niggas actin reckless you gone have to pop em

That's how you solve it

Catch yo self a body And

Just repeat the process

Dats my take doe one the second amendment while I live in Texas

Gotta have yo self a tool

Just for the use protection

Don't be tryna catch a body just be a gremlin

Don't be tryna use dat Shid just go catch em slippin

When I die I wanna be mummified so I got ancient slips

Bitch I'm spiritual fasho fa life

But still gone talk my Shid

I done manifested my whole life

Now it's time to watch it stick

I was down

And I went through some times

Had my ass like fuck dis Shid

I'm tryna make it out the hood and help my potnas out dis bitch

And my shorty yeah she good fa life

She's spoiled before we rich

Nigga talm bout Ian on Shid Like

Why the fuck you on my dick

I guess it's cause my spirit bright

I'm a star child in my sense

I need opals and sum crystals cause these rocks bring energy

But I'm obsessed wid guns and weapons too

So they both be balancing

Yeah I practice positivity

Buh still gone pop my Shid

I get ignant when I'm mad

Cause why the fuck it don't make sense