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letra de no sense (feat. nuke) - tez the don

aye, yeah
zko on the beat, yeah

[verse 1: tez the don]
if i made a dollar everytime my baby momma gave me drama man
i guarantee i’d still have more drama
it’s not that i go looking for it cause i ‘d hate to find it
it’s just that she be talking to me like she someone momma
oh wait, she is
but that is not the point i’m tryna make
i deal with other issues and i know you can relate
like f-ck a 9-5 cause them hoes be on my case
and why the police pull me over solely cause my race
i got strangers showing support and i got homies showing hate
don’t know if they wanna see me down or want me doing great
i know that they gone be around just don’t be in my face
tryna be friendemies cause you wanna be in my place
man if you hating sh-t it’s cool just get the f-ck on n-gga
for i pull up on ya boo and get my f-ck on n-gga
imma turn that lil’ freak into a bust on
a scamming crew hoppin bag runner that won’t come home
to c-m on a lazy f-ck n-gga that can’t f-ck long
who trust gone because he cheated on the b-tch he love on
insecure b-st-rd blame the don cause her guts gone
like it was my fault that i was born with my nuts long
boujee lil’ b-tch can’t meet my daughter til’ her bucks long
my baby boujee too but imma tell her it ain’t nothin wrong
we not the nosey type and keep our businesses the unknown
so if you know me right you know ya businesses get no loan
but i ain’t bout to lie these rap politics have gotten me p-ssed
running the game finally gotten me tense
can’t hold a conversation if it ain’t talking dollars we split
cause if it don’t make dollars, it don’t make sense
n-gga, b-tch

[verse 2: nuke]
sh-t don’t make no sense
it was snakes in the gr-ss but it ain’t been since
i got my cheese up a n-gga keep the gr-ss cut
f-ck what you saying ain’t no more going last bruh
they said i’d never win so i told them kiss my -ss boy
blowing with the wind i been pacing to the mula
get it in my hand and i’m racing to the jeweler
cooler full of diamonds yeah we drowning just like water
a n-gga going hard but i need to go harder
ain’t never met his daddy but he bout to be a father
shorty never listened to her mother and what she taught her
it’s hard being a single mother slaving for ya daughter
cause daddy ain’t sh-t he just tryna bleed the corner
sh-t don’t make no sense
wrist gold like p-ss
i keep a dog, mike vick
i get high like wiz
i tell them mind they biz
a young n-gga gon live
and we gon live smoking trees

- tez the don

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