
No Motives Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Ayy, all my relations be fabricated Didn't know this material ain't boyfriend
Why all my decisions be calculated But I only take lead in portions
We poor kids that pour shit Red cups lift won't force shit
This pain shit my fourth sense, huh, listen And she just not getting the message, been
stressing If we gon' fight, she a duck get to stepping
Cause all this gon' blow like a gunsmith in Wesson
Like she ain't no fun, gotta run want no lessons, it's toxic
Like how you gon' act like I'm not him Like how you come back, you are not Kim
So you think I'm gonna chase, you better call a simp
See I had to play it safe cause I ain't part of pimps
Shit be too, too different, they not new to vision
They get two new listens, but I been used to winning
They ain't got shit from what a young nigga drop next
Only way to get this shit clean off my chest
I been moving different so just please trust the process
I got options, options, options, options, yeah
I just been going, I just been going, I just been going in circles, huh
I just been going, I just been going, I just been going in circles, huh
Don't let this shit hurt you or change your decision
Keep up your motives, new faces ain't missing
Come from nothing to new places we visit
Come from nothing, we just making a living, huh
So her name like Atari, she stay getting played games
She don't like change, hopes it stays the same
Lanes and lanes, but niggas got other motives
Having stress till the weekend's over
She ain't leaving sober, fill her cup till it runneth over
But no four leaf clover feeling stressed, she ain't doing yoga
She too hot going supernova
She gon' pop, I'm not talking soda, she keep saying
I just keep going, I just keep going, I just keep going in circles, huh
I just keep going, I just keep going, I just keep going in circles, huh
Don't let this shit hurt you or change your decision
Keep up your motives, new faces ain't missing
Come from nothing to new places we visit
Come from nothing, we just making a living
Shit, listen, I ain't gon' lie, my shit been hitting different
They like this nigga put hacks in his writtens
Wrap on my back like the pack cause we tripping
Back in my bag, I don't ask for permission
Stay left on red, guess my message not sending
You niggas dreads, yeah, this shit got me twisted
You niggas mid, but my shit got me lifted
Lil' mama bad, and that shit got me tempted huh
When I smash, I know it's addictive
Get to talking like no catching feelings, bruh
Too much hate, so hell nah, I ain't feeling love
need no shoulder to cry on, when it's feeling tough
I'ma change my position, don't sit enough
Ain't no dis bitch this blunt what I'm hitting up
Tell my niggas I miss them, so keep in touch
No motives