Quentin Miller - Senseless lyrics
[Quentin Miller - Senseless lyrics]
Yuh, ayy 30-20, yuh
Shit don't even make sense
All I had to do was have patience
I sit back and listen, I'm like "wow"
They more like my kids than my own child
I do what it takes to make it pile
The way I'm movin' flagrant, that's a foul
Been this way since Webbie Wipe Me Down
You niggas just startin' to catch it now
Ayy, y'all been known the truth for a while
It's whatever now (Okay)
Stüssy sweater now, it's 1-3-1-7- now
I'm QM
Don't ever disrespect the lettuce child
Lit, yuh
It's an event when we enter your function
Money and success on my line
It's a conference i don't need no fake
People in my circumference
Two-face niggas make me sick to my stomach
Ridin' through the city like
A motherfuckin' president
Started servin' bars
I ain't worked a job ever since
Almost missed my flight
Had to hit it one more time though
Trappin' good condition
Junkies blowin' up my line (Okay)
I can't get too comfortable, they'll
Stab you from behind, ayy
They hate more than what you got
They hate what's on your mind
I cannot explain it
I just do not have the time
Funny how we say it's up
When it be goin' down
Shit don't even make sense
All I had to do was have patience
I sit back and listen, I'm like "wow"
They more like my kids than my own child
I do what it takes to make it pile
The way I'm movin' flagrant, that's a foul
Been this way since Webbie Wipe Me Down
You niggas just startin' to catch it now
Shit don't even make sense
All I had to do was have patience
I sit back and listen, I'm like "wow"
They more like my kids than my own child
I do what it takes to make it pile
The way I'm movin' flagrant, that's a foul
Been this way since Webbie Wipe Me Down
You niggas just startin' to catch it now
Ayy, y'all been known the truth for a while
It's whatever now (Okay)
Stüssy sweater now, it's 1-3-1-7- now
I'm QM
Don't ever disrespect the lettuce child
Lit, yuh
It's an event when we enter your function
Money and success on my line
It's a conference i don't need no fake
People in my circumference
Two-face niggas make me sick to my stomach
Ridin' through the city like
A motherfuckin' president
Started servin' bars
I ain't worked a job ever since
Almost missed my flight
Had to hit it one more time though
Trappin' good condition
Junkies blowin' up my line (Okay)
I can't get too comfortable, they'll
Stab you from behind, ayy
They hate more than what you got
They hate what's on your mind
I cannot explain it
I just do not have the time
Funny how we say it's up
When it be goin' down
Shit don't even make sense
All I had to do was have patience
I sit back and listen, I'm like "wow"
They more like my kids than my own child
I do what it takes to make it pile
The way I'm movin' flagrant, that's a foul
Been this way since Webbie Wipe Me Down
You niggas just startin' to catch it now