No Morale Lyrics

Woah, ok, ok, ok

Givin' up my morals for a piece of the pie

Feeling hella morose though I know I'm divine

Sinnin on a Friday 'cuz that's why my Jesus died

But Sunday came, I tried to pray, and couldn't reach God

So, nigga, don't ask me how I been lately

Battling shit from my last life, still ain't finish shit here

Maybe this karmic debt won't clear

Maybe I'm so wound up, can't steer

Partly why, "I likes my liquor"

No, we can't hang out, dumb bitch

'Least not 'til my bank get bigger

'Least not 'til I make 8 figures,

21, 21 M's in a safe

I know Mama prays I stay pure

Heart too froze, wipe nose, cold case

Lord please, take this anger, merci

Beaucoup patience, but if I keep on numbing this pain

Then Imma just, imma just,

imma just keep on keep on/

Givin' up my morals for a piece of the pie

Feeling hella morose though I know I'm divine

Sinnin on a Friday 'cuz that's why my Jesus died

But Sunday came, I tried to pray, and couldn't reach God

Okay now I admit that sometimes under pressure, I fold

Plus you know that everything that glitters ain't gold

You can have the world, but nigga, it'll cost your soul

So if you down, let's run this town

Get faded while we fuck it up, fuck it up