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Cant Make This Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Peersonile
Language: English
Length: 2:08
Written by: JONATHAN DUGGER




Peersonile - Cant Make This Up Lyrics




More money, more problems, more money I don't really know why they be hatin' on
Me Maybe cause my kattie bad and always on flee
Couple bags in pockets I could spend it on you
Grind from the mornin' till the sun goes down

Day time, night time, Still I'm the on grind, have to get in every
Day Take mines, Play time
You ain't gotta ask where Brooklyn at Tryna make a profit, tryna make a profit
Haters wanna stop it, haters wanna stop it

Jah stay by my side, jah stay by my side For him you know me, have to ride, half a
Ride Mama said stay strong, Mama said stay strong
R.I.P. Papa He gone No time for the nonsense
Can't make it up, it's no sense They can't stop hatin' on me, got designer

On me From the Christian Dior, down to the Louis V
Must be Brooklyn in me, in a space of my own
Catties callin' my phone, they won't leave me alone

Day time, night time, Still I'm the on grind, have to get in every
Day Take mines, Play time
You ain't gotta ask where Brooklyn at Tryna make a profit, tryna make a profit
Haters wanna stop it, haters wanna stop it

Jah stay by my side, jah stay by my side For him you know me, have to ride, half a
Ride
Mama said stay strong, Mama said stay strong
R.I.P. Papa He gone No time for the nonsense
Can't make it up, it's no sense They can't stop hatin' on me, got designer

On me From the Christian Dior, down to the Louis V
Must be Brooklyn in me, in a space of my own
Catties callin' my phone, they won't leave me alone
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More money, more problems, more money I don't really know why they be hatin' on
Me Maybe cause my kattie bad and always on flee
Couple bags in pockets I could spend it on you
Grind from the mornin' till the sun goes down

Day time, night time, Still I'm the on grind, have to get in every
Day Take mines, Play time
You ain't gotta ask where Brooklyn at Tryna make a profit, tryna make a profit
Haters wanna stop it, haters wanna stop it

Jah stay by my side, jah stay by my side For him you know me, have to ride, half a
Ride Mama said stay strong, Mama said stay strong
R.I.P. Papa He gone No time for the nonsense
Can't make it up, it's no sense They can't stop hatin' on me, got designer

On me From the Christian Dior, down to the Louis V
Must be Brooklyn in me, in a space of my own
Catties callin' my phone, they won't leave me alone

Day time, night time, Still I'm the on grind, have to get in every
Day Take mines, Play time
You ain't gotta ask where Brooklyn at Tryna make a profit, tryna make a profit
Haters wanna stop it, haters wanna stop it

Jah stay by my side, jah stay by my side For him you know me, have to ride, half a
Ride
Mama said stay strong, Mama said stay strong
R.I.P. Papa He gone No time for the nonsense
Can't make it up, it's no sense They can't stop hatin' on me, got designer

On me From the Christian Dior, down to the Louis V
Must be Brooklyn in me, in a space of my own
Catties callin' my phone, they won't leave me alone
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Writer: JONATHAN DUGGER
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