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letra de nfg! - lord lucas

intro:
no f-cks
no f-cks given
no-n-n-no (yeah)
no f-cks given

verse 1:
it’s disgrace across the t-shirt
i’ve been k!lling sh-t homie you should do your research
i’m living how i want and you’re watching from the bleachers
trying to tell me how to live like a godd-mn preacher
nah, aye yo f-ck that
see i’m not living where y’all got stuck at
yeah p-ss me the weed and ima puff that
i might f-ck a b-tch but won’t cuff that, and i
love that, b-tch i do what i wanna
i get in the booth and get it hotter than a sauna
you can miss me with the drama i just wanna stack commas
you walk around like you’re the man but you act like a prima donna
sh-t i don’t live here but i’m out here living
i’m so f-cking wavy that i’m out here swimming
out here in this city drinking whiskey til i’m spinning
yeah “no f-cks given” man that sh-t is so fitting

pre-chorus:
i’m out here doing my own sh-t
walk ’round this b-tch like i f-cking own sh-t, yeah
mother f-cker i’m on it
k!lling this sh-t from the night til the morning (murder)
i had a vision i made my decision
to start the ignition i don’t need permission
yeah f-ck that i’m living
no f-cks given

verse 2:
this sh-t is my main theme
no f-cks given and my boys on that same thing
up late at night thinking of what fame brings
so i’m working til i’m f-cking running everything (run it)
yeah b-tch i’m giving no f-cks
tell you straight up that your mother f-cking flow sucks
homie you ain’t sh-t no “if,” “ands,” or no “buts,”
but i get on a beat and i just f-cking go nuts
yeah b-tch i’m just trying to f-cking rage
yeah i’m just living life don’t give a f-ck about my age
i let go of everything when i get up on the stage
i’ll give my life for this sh-t what are you willing to wage (nada)
so you ain’t even compet-tion
switching the ignition cut a record start st-tching
vicious when i spit it while you’re fishing for a listen
i’ll be dishing out hits and you’ll wash dishes in the kitchen

pre-chorus:
yeah i’m out here doing my own sh-t
walk ’round this b-tch like i f-cking own sh-t, yeah
mother f-cker i’m on it
k!lling this sh-t from the night til the morning (murder)
i had a vision i made my decision
to start the ignition i don’t need permission
yeah f-ck that i’m living (yeah)
no f-cks given

chorus:
no f-cks (yeah)
no f-cks given (ugh)
no f-cks no f-cks (yeah)
no f-cks given
no f-cks (nah)
no f-cks given
no f-cks no f-cks
n-n no f-cks given

verse 3:
black jeans, black jacket, and a black tee
i do this dolo i don’t have n-body back me
hurdle barriers like i’m running through a track meet
run tracks like an athlete while you just f-cking lack heat
yeah, my flow is dirtier than sewer water
even back in seventh grade my raps used to slaughter
lord lucas give praise to the unholy father
you thinking that you’re better? ha b-tch no don’t even bother
yeah we’re partying til it’s dawn
break out the weed and whiskey mother f-cker it’s on
we going so hard that our uber’s are he-rs-s
and i’m the sickest f-cker out better call all the nurses
yeah i’m doing whatever the f-ck i feel like
you talking all that sh-t but none of its in real life
haters get mad post sh-t into the comments
but i’m the f-cking lord, you better end that sh-t with “amen”

pre-chorus:
i’m out here doing my own sh-t
walk ’round this b-tch like i f-cking own sh-t, yeah
mother f-cker i’m on it
k!lling this sh-t from the night til the morning
i had a vision i made my decision
to start the ignition i don’t need permission
yeah f-ck that i’m living
no f-cks given

chorus:
no f-cks (yeah)
no f-cks given (ugh)
no f-cks no f-cks (yeah)
no f-cks given
no f-cks (nah)
no f-cks given
no f-cks no f-cks
n-n no f-cks given

- lord lucas

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