kuru - make-no-sense Lyrics

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make-no-sense Lyrics kuru

Huh, yeah, yeah, this shit don’t make no sense, huh (Woah, oh-oh, oh)
Margiela or the [?] I don’t know, I’m on the fence, huh
I can’t rock with his ass, brodie got me bent
Yeah, they playin’ with my patience, I don’t know, shit got me tense, huh
Bitch, I’m pourin’ [?] don’t care about no Tec
I-I ain’t even gon’ play that show unless they bring me a check
We ain’t share the same feelings, left her ass on read
Bitch, I’m in New York and I’m with quinn, I’m with [?], huh
We gon’ mess that bitch up, leave that bitch a wreck
I was sippin’ [?] you was countin’ cents
On_ shot, never mess up, I hat_ the suspense
[?]
How you spent eight racks and you still look like a bum?
I’m with-, I’m with Delta, I’m with Eli, we just countin’, just for fun
You a good kid, trust me, I ain’t scared about your gun
[?] like two fits, [?] but I ain’t had enough
Uh, said she had enough of me, say this shit get ugly
Tell me what you want from me, but I said I ain’t have it
Shoot that ball quick, huh, like the Mavericks
Fuck, with the gang, said we causin’ havoc
I hit up Pongy, put the racks up in the mattress
Like, you’re just tryna take me up until you spazzin’
Like, know I ain’t rapped like this in a minute
Show me that shit [?] quit it [?] huh
Brodie gon’ [?]
Hangin’ with lames, I ain’t goin’ for that
[?] ugly ass cat
I count it up in the back of the back of the back of the back of the back of the back
Go, I had to leave the spot real quick
Hittin’ my phone, they like, “ku’, where you at?”
Do it for me, I ain’t goin’ for plaques

I got off my flight, now I’m laggin’
Hit up the bank and you know that I’m laughin’, yeah
You want a feat’, then I’m taxin’
Dirty money up inside of the mattress, yeah
Tryna [?]
Same shit on my jeans to the casket
Bitch, I’m in New York and I’m tryna see everybody who was tryna see static
[?] he tryna [?] tragic, yeah
[?] then none of this shit would have motherfuckin’ happened, yeah
Said it’s okay, but I’m lying, I was just tryna get me the bag
[?] they tryna tell me I’m dragging (Fuck)

I’ve been trying
But it feels like [?]
[?]
Did it all, it fell apart
I won’t stop crying
[?] you’re bruising
I can’t help but lose it
It got hard to tell apart