No Scratches

[Produced by Simon Sayz] [Intro: Lupe Fiasco] It’s for the love Cause we love you so much Keep it real I don’t feel what you feel though You don’t feel what I feel so It all started out [Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] See first I had patience, and a nigga had energy But now I'm weak, definitely Pedi to the pedal, you finna speed You remind me of, of my Jeep But off in the future, and what it’s finna be All your memories can become enemies So let’s intercede I know you in the seat But let’s get outta that, before it’s injuries [Chorus: Nikki Jean & Lupe Fiasco] At first I had patience But then that patience turned to waiting And then that waitin’ turned to wasting my time, my time, my time And then that wasting turned to hating And then that hating got to racing All around my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind So before we hit a wall, heartbreak, and it crashes Just walk away, no scratches (No scratches) See first they had patience [Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco] But niggas start getting sick, niggas start getting ill Niggas got cold feet, niggas start getting chills Niggas start staying home cause niggas start getting bills Building up an immunity, niggas stopped getting hurt Niggas relied on faith Hopin’ niggas get healed, it's hopeless nigga, get real But ah, get back on the pill We in it for the feel, but even winners turn sinners [Chorus: Nikki Jean & Lupe Fiasco] Patience But then that patience turned to waiting And then that waitin’ turned to wasting your time, your time, your time And then that wasting turned to hating And then that hating got to racing All inside your mind, your mind, your mind, your mind So before we hit a wall, heartbreak, and it crashes Just walk away, no scratches (no stratches) So before we hit a wall, heartbreak, and it crashes Just walk away, no scratches (no scratches) First we had patience [Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco] Mini bar raided, in the Indy car faded 500 miles, it’s pretty far, ain't it? But it’s a pretty car, ain't it? Pretty hard painted (but pretty darn dangerous) But we ain't get the memo Hangin’ out the window, they don’t care no more Tryna take this mini to a limo... Without a helmet then you can Thelma it Louis, Louise, but we on the same thing So I be James Dean So your wreck and my wreck look like the same scene [Chorus: Nikki Jean & Lupe Fiasco] So before we hit a wall, heartbreak, and it crashes Just walk away, no scratches (no scratches) First we had patience