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letra de no love - jordan snipes

[intro]
yeah, it’s jordan, woo
let’s go
uh, woo

[chorus]
my middle finger is up
screaming “i don’t give a f-ck!”
i’m never biting my tongue
say whatever the h-ll that i want
i ain’t got time for no fun
and i ain’t got time for no clubs
puttin’ in work all i does
n0body gave me none
b-tch, you get no love
no love, no love, no love, no love
b-tch, you get no love
no love, no love, no love, no love
b-tch, you get no love

[verse 1]
pain in my lyrics, in spirit i know you hear it
deliver with every sentence, pay homage and study legends
my grind and drive is relentless, no time for inner missions
rapped for my friends to impress ’em, they pointing me in the wrong direction
they pray i fall, f-ck ’em all, i cut ’em off
if you did me wrong? b-tch, suck a d-ck and juggle b-lls
you f-ckers false, offer swords without a cause
these are my thoughts
whatever i’m feeling, i spit it, put it in a song
grab the knife out of my back and i’m slashing you backstabbers
with the same dagger, f-ggot had too many bad managers
using all my handicaps as advantages
this that real sh-t, no additives
paint narratives on canvases
making pictures with scriptures, show you my visions
said i’d be famous after watching dad smoke crack in the kitchen
half cracker, half n-gga, feel like i’m always stuck in the middle
yeah, that’s how i’m feeling, f-ck being timid
two middle fingers, now tell ’em

[verse 2]
been a problem since i came outta my mom v-g-n-
f-ck the world with no condom, i’m coming to f-ck up the climate
scr-ping for change in couches to get something from mcdonald’s
working on a budget and got enough money to make an album
don’t expect no affection
mom said i need intervention
tell her that, “f-ck your prescription, b-tch, i don’t really wanna take no ritalin”
i ain’t never been no gimmick
beat all statistics, f-ck the system
runnin’ this sh-t, b-tch, f-ck your fitbit
make the imprint a list [?]
shut the f-ck up, just suck it
really don’t give a f-ck if you buzzin’
all i hear is suction on production
addicted to music without a k-function
loaded and ready to go, you bufferin’
i do this sh-t for the people that love it
swear to god that i ain’t holding no punches
b-tch, you can catch uppercuts to the stomach
dedicated to a dream that ain’t paying, praying i make it
conversations with satan about jesus, “what if he don’t save me?”
lately, i been anxious, impatient, i hate waitin’
mind racing, can’t take it
writing my way out my situation

- jordan snipes

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