No Gives Songtext
von Chris Rivers

Yeah, uh, yeah
Okay
Adios


I feel like I′m looking at a Rorschach
I ain't too sure what I′m seeing
All you haters that's connected to my ball sack, huh
A bunch of bitches, I don't see ′em
And I feel like I′m Arthur seeing where
His sword's at (Bring me my sword)
My caliber was meant to lead ′em
Y'all be acting like it′s Freddy where you snore at (Woo)
A bunch of people scared of dreaming, huh
As a kid I dreamt of outer space, yeah
Wonder why I felt so out of place in this bitch
Make some money, now they acting out of phase (Out of phase)
It's like they shed their skin, I′m
Told there's snakes in this bitch, uh
Crème de la crème, get the cream, get the cream
Wu-Tang, niggas act shady for bling
I don't got fucks to give, I′m like a nun and shit
I stole from publics, I slept in public, woah
But where is y′all niggas at?
No, no, hold up, don't pity that
No, no, I don′t want pity pats
See now I turn on
And no, I am not hitting back like
This is not self-defense, you get lifted like piggyback
These pigs are blasting like Kermit cheated
I heard them fevers never a option like shopping for gloves
Niggas popping slugs, throwing salt
Plot for drugs, let it snow
Ain't no love on this globe
Treat your blood like it′s water
Let it spill, let it grow, so

Yeah, yeah
I got no fucks to give a nigga, no
I got no (Fuck) fucks to give a nigga, no, yeah
Not today, not ever, not yesterday, nigga, no, yeah
No, no, no, no, no fucks to give a nigga, no


Since I was twelve, I been a dough decker
Oh, he's drawn (Yeah)
See niggas switch from two-face to twelve-sided like dodecahedrons
Don′t get bent up by the shape on me, nigga
Ain't no squares in my circles
They always try angles in these triangles
Having threesomes 'cause they bi
Call me papi ′cause they bilingual
I got by, hateful never flourished
′Til I did it for the love like it's tennis
Scoring, flexing, foreigns
This attachment to the fashion got me acting like a savage
On the Ave with all these niggas that be bagging
Try to tell they thinking average
They be saying, "Chris, you dragged it"
I be saying, "Gotta get a bag so big you gotta drag it"
That it throw you off your balance
See you niggas got no balance
Tightroping with your eyes closed, my eyes open
They wanna put you in a box like supplies broken
Our whole lives is they re-up, but we tough
See this world is filled with racists, liars, and rapists
You need proof they voted in a racist, liar, and rapist
I won′t just lie here and take it
Bitter fruits ripe for the tasting
So let it grow (Let it grow), let it grow, oh, oh
I had to get a grip to let it go
I had to get official, let it flow (Let it flow, oh)
They out here selling bricks to get a home, my nigga, and

I got no fucks to give a nigga, no
I got no (Fuck) fucks to give a nigga, no, yeah
Not today, not ever, not yesterday, nigga, no, yeah
No, no, no, no, no fucks to give a nigga, no