We Don't Make Sense

I'd rather chase a check than check on you And I'd rather chase a flex than flex on you I'd rather count it up than have to count on you I'd rather be on my own than be with you I'd rather be a h** than have to hold you down I gotta be on go I'd rather go around Give you a piece of my mind The last thing that you'll get from me We don't make sense Yeah yeah We don't make sense I did the math and everything and baby We don't make sense Yeah We don't make sense Seven thirty in the morning why you texting on me You dissed me why you checkin on me Your words used to be sweet they turned to weapons on me So I pulled a you on you thanks for the lesson homie If you pulled a me on me that s*** would boss you up I put a hesi on my love for you to cross you up When you look me in the eyes ask'n if we're falling off I'd rather lie and say I love you When you say you love me Than start a fight out in public That turns to a scene You're shooting shots like you're Vegas But this not GME My life a movie But there ain't no happy endings with me I'm on the I'm on the road for the summer I'm hopping flights for the summer I'm on the boat for a summer I'm on a I'm going Monaco for the summer Yeah I'm on a I'd rather chase a check than check on you And I'd rather chase a flex than flex on you I'd rather count it up than have to count on you I'd rather be on my own than be with you I'd rather be a h** than have to hold you down I gotta be on go I'd rather go around Give you a piece of my mind The last thing that you'll get from me We don't make sense Yeah yeah We don't make sense I did the math and everything and baby We don't make sense Yeah We don't make sense Look From you I had to get distant Hopped on a flight cause I'm trippin Across the world I'm still bugging Cause girl you stuck in my luggage I'm hopping flights trynna lose you Changed my number and addy I wasn't lost when you found me But I was lost when you had me I had to Pack up all my thoughts again and get away I got you everything but you won't get your way With me My first mistake was thinking you're a queen but girl your last mistake is thinking I won't leave Cause all you do is test me, stress me, I put my neck out and u dess me I just put up with it cause you sexy and you know that The fire of our loves been burning dim so don't blow that We don't make sense Yeah yeah We don't make sense I did the math and everything and baby We don't make sense Yeah We don't make sense