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Don't Make Sense Video (MV)




Performed By: Promonant
Length: 3:58
Written by: Jacquez Johnson




Promonant - Don't Make Sense Lyrics




Mo money mo problems, it don't really make no sense
And these shoes cost a fortune but that ain't how much I spent
Stay down wit my team they been there since day one
Take it back to the hood days all my niggas just tryna have fun
Looking at today what's wrong wit y'all it's too much going on just to fall asleep
Niggas perpetrating just to jump the vine
It's three second murders 3 times a week
24/7 I be on the grind
Cause my family still need food to eat
This shit is way more what you see on the news
This shit is something that concerns you or me
Niggas ain't used to this
I got one
Hella respect for all my niggas that done lost one
Get it together boy
You losing yaself boy
Cause all of us probably done been without one
Got time for business and no time for tripping
I need a plaque on the wall that got my name on it
And if I gotta make hits just to save the universe
Then I already know that I can make one

I got too much doubt on my mind
Got too much strength to look over
When the world is spinning let my story begin
This the World Premiere you waited long for
Niggas ain't got shit but nice cars
Mansions lots and big chains
But whatever it is you gotta pay for it
You better tax that credit towards the game

Cause it's soldiers down and it never ends, it don't really make no sense
It don't really make no sense
It don't really make no sense
And these kids scared to leave the lights off
It don't really make no sense
It don't really make no sense
It don't really make no sense
So I don't care about cars
And I can't worry about fame
But when I make it pray God
Imma hope my life does not change

Cause this heat inside of my soul
Got me dripping pink and blooded swole
All I wanna be is santified but we cruisified from control
Heroes of the world we multiplied and make all the lights turn to gold
We animals to these solid streets that's the only thing that we know!
Tell me why imma black man and they testifying my hunger
We tired of stressing off income
Can't take this broke shit no longer
Poverty captivity is the only thing makes us stronger
Devil reaching towards the left pocket gotta show his ass imma monster!
Yep! Wanna make it to end
Port Squad down to winreally our heads to the top of the world let's let our story begin
Cause my credit screaming for security
And my taxes wanna make babies
My income bitching bout nothing
Cause my wallet still drive me crazy
And I know its too much to bare cause we sacrifice for our names
And we still patient cause we still waiting for our daily bread to maintain

Cause it's soldiers down, and it never ends, it don't really make no sense
It don't really make no sense
It don't really make no sense
And these kids cant walk from corner stores
It don't really make no sense
It don't really make no sense
It don't really make no sense
So I don't care about cars
And I can't worry about fame
But when I make it pray God
I hope my life does not change
Prophecy is my name and it don't really make no sense
But when I get into the top spot
Everybody gone say this

Mike you got one right here boy!

Take care of your responsibilities and stay humble don't let em get in the way
Words from a prophet
Alright Stop
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Mo money mo problems, it don't really make no sense
And these shoes cost a fortune but that ain't how much I spent
Stay down wit my team they been there since day one
Take it back to the hood days all my niggas just tryna have fun
Looking at today what's wrong wit y'all it's too much going on just to fall asleep
Niggas perpetrating just to jump the vine
It's three second murders 3 times a week
24/7 I be on the grind
Cause my family still need food to eat
This shit is way more what you see on the news
This shit is something that concerns you or me
Niggas ain't used to this
I got one
Hella respect for all my niggas that done lost one
Get it together boy
You losing yaself boy
Cause all of us probably done been without one
Got time for business and no time for tripping
I need a plaque on the wall that got my name on it
And if I gotta make hits just to save the universe
Then I already know that I can make one

I got too much doubt on my mind
Got too much strength to look over
When the world is spinning let my story begin
This the World Premiere you waited long for
Niggas ain't got shit but nice cars
Mansions lots and big chains
But whatever it is you gotta pay for it
You better tax that credit towards the game

Cause it's soldiers down and it never ends, it don't really make no sense
It don't really make no sense
It don't really make no sense
And these kids scared to leave the lights off
It don't really make no sense
It don't really make no sense
It don't really make no sense
So I don't care about cars
And I can't worry about fame
But when I make it pray God
Imma hope my life does not change

Cause this heat inside of my soul
Got me dripping pink and blooded swole
All I wanna be is santified but we cruisified from control
Heroes of the world we multiplied and make all the lights turn to gold
We animals to these solid streets that's the only thing that we know!
Tell me why imma black man and they testifying my hunger
We tired of stressing off income
Can't take this broke shit no longer
Poverty captivity is the only thing makes us stronger
Devil reaching towards the left pocket gotta show his ass imma monster!
Yep! Wanna make it to end
Port Squad down to winreally our heads to the top of the world let's let our story begin
Cause my credit screaming for security
And my taxes wanna make babies
My income bitching bout nothing
Cause my wallet still drive me crazy
And I know its too much to bare cause we sacrifice for our names
And we still patient cause we still waiting for our daily bread to maintain

Cause it's soldiers down, and it never ends, it don't really make no sense
It don't really make no sense
It don't really make no sense
And these kids cant walk from corner stores
It don't really make no sense
It don't really make no sense
It don't really make no sense
So I don't care about cars
And I can't worry about fame
But when I make it pray God
I hope my life does not change
Prophecy is my name and it don't really make no sense
But when I get into the top spot
Everybody gone say this

Mike you got one right here boy!

Take care of your responsibilities and stay humble don't let em get in the way
Words from a prophet
Alright Stop
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Writer: Jacquez Johnson
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