Make It Make Sense Lyrics – Aha Gazelle

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[Intro]
Hold on
You gotta live you can’t make this up
Can’t force it, still can’t force it
Cool

[Chorus]
Man make it make sense
We all know how life gets
I don’t have no regrets
Running up a check I don’t need your two cents
I know God for myself everyday I repent

Phone keeps ringing cause I keep on hitting licks
Nah that’s just my wife asking bout some money I done spent
Money is the only thing that gets you some respect
She said you a broke boy if you only paying rent

[Verse 1]
You wanna ball and do it big, yeah
You need all 40 acres private gate around the crib, yeah
No matter what you still gon get there
But that lil Sentra ain’t enough it gotta be a foreign whip, yeah
You tryna see the world and live yea
Wake up in another country get some breakfast with yo lil’, yeah
You outta touch you off the grid, yeah
Go to the islands for the Winter don’t come back till after New Year

[Pre-Chorus]
We made love in a king bed no Dru Hill
And it don’t feel real, I popped a blue pill
We wasting time like we ain’t got nun else to do here
We wasting time like all our bodies gon be glued here
It won’t be long until that sky get cracked
Either that or that party where we got on black
Fried chicken, greens, cornbread, cake in the back
What’s a God to a gnat, all insects splat, ooh

[Chorus]
Man make it make sense
We all know how life gets
I don’t have no regrets
Running up a check I don’t need your two cents
I know God for myself everyday I repent
Phone keeps ringing cause I keep on hitting licks
Nah that’s just my wife asking bout some money I done spent
Money is the only thing that gets you some respect
She said you a broke boy if you only paying rent

[Verse 2]
Yeah, you a broke boy if you only paying rent
Yeah, a boy not a man said exactly what I meant
Talking ’bout a man of God well to me it don’t exist
Don’t provide, don’t protect tell me why should I submit
I got hair, I got nails, I got things I’m tryna get
You got money for your weed but can’t take me on no trips
You want me to stay in shape like your halo isn’t bent
Yea you stay inside the gym but all I see is counterfeit, hol on
You wanna ball and do it big yea
You getting booked by all them churches you performing for the kids, yeah
Not really rapping what you live, yeah
You know that if you tell the truth then your career gon have to switch, yeah
You feeling stuck you in a ditch, yeah
You really close to giving up throw in the towel call it quits, yeah
Some problems only God can fix, yeah
You hit the club, pop you some bottles, watch your favorite model strip, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
We made love in a king bed no Dru Hill
And it don’t feel real, I popped a blue pill
We wasting time like we ain’t got nun else to do here
We wasting time like all our bodies gon be glued here
It won’t be long until that sky get cracked
Either that or that party where we got on black
Fried chicken, greens, cornbread, cake in the back
What’s a God to a gnat, all insects splat, ooh

[Chorus]
Man make it make sense
We all know how life gets
I don’t have no regrets
Running up a check I don’t need your two cents
I know God for myself everyday I repent
Phone keeps ringing cause I keep on hitting licks
Nah that’s just my wife asking bout some money I done spent
Money is the only thing that gets you some respect
She said you a broke boy if you only paying rent

[Outro]
You gotta live you can’t make this up
Can’t force it, still can’t force it
It’s Aha man
Cool