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[Verse]
Make it make sense, spin the wheel of the hustle,
Blueprints for the grind, keep the muscle subtle.
Dollars in my sights, steady aiming for the stream,
Steady income rolling, never losing the gleam.
[Verse 2]
Prepared for war, strapped with terminal precision,
Enemies dissolve in the heat of my vision.
Douse ‘em in ambition, set the flames to ignite,
Breadwinner by the day, cold dinners by the night.
[Chorus]
Make it make sense, stack it to the sky,
Paper planes flying, watch the doubters all cry.
Burn it all down, let the ashes make the path,
From the rubble rise, calculating the math.
[Bridge]
Grip tight on the grind, no slip, no fumble,
Tunnel vision sharp, through the chaos and rumble.
They can’t touch the crown, it’s locked in the vault,
Trophies from the struggle, every scar’s my result.
[Verse 3]
Dollar bills flip like the pages of a thriller,
Plot twist every move, the cold-hearted spiller.
Life’s a chessboard, and I’m aiming for the king,
Steady hand plays, watch the checkmate sting.
[Chorus]
Make it make sense, stack it to the sky,
Paper planes flying, watch the doubters all cry.
Burn it all down, let the ashes make the path,
From the rubble rise, calculating the math.
Details
GeneratedJun 5, 2025
Duration2:45
LanguageEnglish
Style
gritty, hip-hop, male vocals, rap, aggressive, steady
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BloodDiamondVortex45
BloodDiamondVortex45ModelAria v4
Prompt
Make it make sense,make it make dollars,make it make a ste stream,an income make it steady make it ready and prepared for war like its terminal. Douse em' and burn it all. breadwinner,cold dinner. Rap
