I said Dawg, it don't make sense
Put ya mind to it and theres nothing you can't get
Ima need tints and my whip on rinse
If this aint bout the biz, then it don't make sense
Nicca im convinced
I don't make hits
Imake hits over the fence
Almost at Vegas, we bout 10 minutes from Primm
96 degrees and Im still rocking my timbs
It don't make sense but I don't follow the trend
In the airport put the tree into the pen
Then I turn up trick daddy put the dro into the wind
Check the instagram story
See ya gone once again
And they talking politics, but I'm not f*ckin with the government
It gets hard to understand
And I came up from the bottom now the crib is on some other shit
It gets hard to understand
Im a man with the plan
Got to follow it like twitter
Using auto fit will help you see the big picture
Had to slow it down a bit they couldn't catch what i was coming wit
It gets hard to understand
Came to far, won't let it end
Like making text and not hitting send
Like money may, They can't contend
They throwing jabs, we can defend
These songs be coming over night
A lifetime full of work
And we can't comprehend what niccas
Saying off them perks
Like Dawg, it don't make sense
Put ya mind to it and theres nothing you can't get
Ima need tints and my whip on rinse
If this aint bout the biz, then it don't make sense
We can waste time
Let it be yours
I got money on the line
I made money on the grind
But I had to put up mine
You will understand
When you got a boss mind
What you gonna do when you know its primetime
I can see the signs, Im surrounded by dimes
And the lime light stings
When you look it in the eye
Got a lil thc
Go and cook it in a pie
And get yaself a fix
Repping on some otha shit
Thats my brothers that i started with
It gets hard to understand
I am young black and tatted
And they act like they can't market it
It gets hard to understand
That i made it this far
When people said i wouldn't
You sleepin on a nicca
Must be something in the pudding
Had to slow it down a bit they couldn't catch what i was coming wit
It gets hard to understand
Like Dawg, it don't make sense
Put ya mind to it and theres nothing you can't get
Ima need tints and my whip on rinse
If this aint bout the biz, then it don't make sense
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I said Dawg, it don't make sense
Put ya mind to it and theres nothing you can't get
Ima need tints and my whip on rinse
If this aint bout the biz, then it don't make sense
Nicca im convinced
I don't make hits
Imake hits over the fence
Almost at Vegas, we bout 10 minutes from Primm
96 degrees and Im still rocking my timbs
It don't make sense but I don't follow the trend
In the airport put the tree into the pen
Then I turn up trick daddy put the dro into the wind
Check the instagram story
See ya gone once again
And they talking politics, but I'm not f*ckin with the government
It gets hard to understand
And I came up from the bottom now the crib is on some other shit
It gets hard to understand
Im a man with the plan
Got to follow it like twitter
Using auto fit will help you see the big picture
Had to slow it down a bit they couldn't catch what i was coming wit
It gets hard to understand
Came to far, won't let it end
Like making text and not hitting send
Like money may, They can't contend
They throwing jabs, we can defend
These songs be coming over night
A lifetime full of work
And we can't comprehend what niccas
Saying off them perks
Like Dawg, it don't make sense
Put ya mind to it and theres nothing you can't get
Ima need tints and my whip on rinse
If this aint bout the biz, then it don't make sense
We can waste time
Let it be yours
I got money on the line
I made money on the grind
But I had to put up mine
You will understand
When you got a boss mind
What you gonna do when you know its primetime
I can see the signs, Im surrounded by dimes
And the lime light stings
When you look it in the eye
Got a lil thc
Go and cook it in a pie
And get yaself a fix
Repping on some otha shit
Thats my brothers that i started with
It gets hard to understand
I am young black and tatted
And they act like they can't market it
It gets hard to understand
That i made it this far
When people said i wouldn't
You sleepin on a nicca
Must be something in the pudding
Had to slow it down a bit they couldn't catch what i was coming wit
It gets hard to understand
Like Dawg, it don't make sense
Put ya mind to it and theres nothing you can't get
Ima need tints and my whip on rinse
If this aint bout the biz, then it don't make sense
Put ya mind to it and theres nothing you can't get
Ima need tints and my whip on rinse
If this aint bout the biz, then it don't make sense
Nicca im convinced
I don't make hits
Imake hits over the fence
Almost at Vegas, we bout 10 minutes from Primm
96 degrees and Im still rocking my timbs
It don't make sense but I don't follow the trend
In the airport put the tree into the pen
Then I turn up trick daddy put the dro into the wind
Check the instagram story
See ya gone once again
And they talking politics, but I'm not f*ckin with the government
It gets hard to understand
And I came up from the bottom now the crib is on some other shit
It gets hard to understand
Im a man with the plan
Got to follow it like twitter
Using auto fit will help you see the big picture
Had to slow it down a bit they couldn't catch what i was coming wit
It gets hard to understand
Came to far, won't let it end
Like making text and not hitting send
Like money may, They can't contend
They throwing jabs, we can defend
These songs be coming over night
A lifetime full of work
And we can't comprehend what niccas
Saying off them perks
Like Dawg, it don't make sense
Put ya mind to it and theres nothing you can't get
Ima need tints and my whip on rinse
If this aint bout the biz, then it don't make sense
We can waste time
Let it be yours
I got money on the line
I made money on the grind
But I had to put up mine
You will understand
When you got a boss mind
What you gonna do when you know its primetime
I can see the signs, Im surrounded by dimes
And the lime light stings
When you look it in the eye
Got a lil thc
Go and cook it in a pie
And get yaself a fix
Repping on some otha shit
Thats my brothers that i started with
It gets hard to understand
I am young black and tatted
And they act like they can't market it
It gets hard to understand
That i made it this far
When people said i wouldn't
You sleepin on a nicca
Must be something in the pudding
Had to slow it down a bit they couldn't catch what i was coming wit
It gets hard to understand
Like Dawg, it don't make sense
Put ya mind to it and theres nothing you can't get
Ima need tints and my whip on rinse
If this aint bout the biz, then it don't make sense
Writer: Ronald Shelton III
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid