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