Make Cents (feat. El Jiggy & Jay Deko)

This ain't got to make sense
But it gotta make them dollars
Just so I can pay the rent
I been feeling heaven sent
And the shit that ya'll been throwing
Ain't nothing but pocket lent to me
This ain't got to make sense
But it gotta make them dollars
Just so I can pay the rent
I been feeling heaven sent
And the shit that ya'll been throwing
Ain't nothing but pocket lent to me
I remember rolling around in that bucket of a Camry
But I ain't give a fuck I was riding for my family
Down and on my dick but through the storm I'm still standing
Nah nigga this ain't nothing that I fucking planned man
Nothing that I planned out
Did it by myself
Never asking for a handout
Time to show everyone that I'm a fucking man now
Had to make it on my own only way ill stand out
Fear no man but God
But I'm never gonna stand down
Yeah
What I say
Uh
This ain't got to make sense
But it gotta make them dollars
Just so I can pay the rent
I been feeling heaven sent
And the shit that ya'll been throwing
Ain't nothing but pocket lent to me
Look
This ain't got to make sense
But it gotta make them dollars
Just so I can pay the rent
I been feeling heaven sent
And the shit that ya'll been throwing
Ain't nothing but pocket lent to me
This ain't got to make sense
But it gotta make them dollars
Just so I can pay the rent
I been feeling heaven sent
And the shit that ya'll been throwing
Ain't nothing but pocket lent to me
As I
As I
Sit back and Proceed
To see my life in three's
Triangular God like shit
That I see in my dreams
I'm on top of the Scene
Yeah
I'm never under it
Niggas wanna give they props
But they never loved the kid
But I'm still loving him
I'm a Godbody God
I gotta love the land
It's all apart of the plan
Give love
Give hugs
Give grace be a better man
It be that dope that I be spitting
That shit made you a fan
Deko, Krazy, Jiggy be the D.I.Y! clan
Building with Krazy is nothing short of amazing
Me and Deko just watching our seeds
Grow from the basement
Take me away Krazy
This ain't got to make sense
But it gotta make them dollars
Just so I can pay the rent
I been feeling heaven sent
And the shit that ya'll been throwing
Ain't nothing but pocket lent to me
Yo
I ain't talked my shit in a minute
Had to bench press some trauma
Like the bars I be spitting
I be kicking shit
That you could never mention
Let alone go think
Thinkin about filling my melon with medicine
Yeah
Running through tunnels
Don't fumble
We humble as it gets
Dollars on Dollars on Dollars
We shop with the best
Really got knowledge on fashion
Don't need it to flex
Nigga see a threat
Reheating the tech
He don't bleed from the neck
You know retreating is next
Yeah
I don't want to kill
But I will
If you fuck with my fam and that's real
To swallow the pill
That's for shit sho
But fuck it, it can turn to a shit show
Came from the burbs
So they ain't know that shawty get low
But shawty don't tiptoe
But he do love cereal
Courage in me know courage my dog
Where's Muriel
Flows imperial
Hold down Nigeria
My whole fam's good D.I.Y! the criteria
My whole fam's good D.I.Y! the criteria
My whole fam's good D.I.Y! the criteria
So go out
Pop
I ain't talked my shit in a minute
Had to bench press some trauma
Like the bars I be spitting
I be kicking shit
That you could never mention
This ain't got to make sense
But it gotta make them dollars
Just so I can pay the rent
I been feeling heaven sent
And the shit that ya'll been throwing
Ain't nothing but pocket lent to me
This ain't got to make sense
But it gotta make them dollars
Just so I can pay the rent
I been feeling heaven sent
and the shit that ya'll been throwing
Ain't nothing but pocket lent to me