Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Cause, artist - Jpaulished.
Date of issue: 10.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Cause |
Young Rebel |
Living life with no cause |
Imma |
Young devil |
Living life with no laws |
Imma |
Trend setter |
Living life with no flaws |
I don’t give a fuck |
Who you fucking praying to |
I’m god |
(yeah) |
Young Rebel |
Living life with no cause |
Imma |
Young devil |
Living life with no laws |
Imma |
Trend setter |
Living life with no flaws |
I don’t give a fuck |
Who you fucking praying to |
I’m god |
(yeah) |
It’s young Paulished |
So you know it’s killed |
Everybody see me popping |
Now they wanna build |
Really ya’ll should fucking stop it |
Cause i’m not appealed |
I wouldn’t give you fucking bitches |
Half a dollar bill |
So if it’s off with the head right |
You like JF |
Kill em off dead right |
Everytime I see you |
It’s like deer in headlights |
Hear nor see no evil |
I’m like Helen |
Just in real life |
It took some time |
Just to realize |
You can’t run the game |
While you take five |
I treat my words like bullets |
And I take lives |
Til' I’m buying kaws 4's |
Like they grape 5's |
I’m going crazy with this one |
I’m making everybody |
Dig their grave |
With a pitch fork |
You bitch made |
Wanna switch games |
Into this sport |
Don’t temp me |
Young diekembe |
Up on this court |
You can’t faze |
Even if you changed |
Me to piss poor |
The rents paid |
Saint laurent jacket |
A band for it |
You can’t say |
That I ain’t handsome |
And damn gorgeous |
I’m like a skywalker |
I would lose my damn hand for it |
(huh) |
I guess the references amazing |
Give me 2 years |
Bet you wanna get my life |
And trade it |
Cause you see me getting famous |
The clout rising |
Think I need to put the goggle on |
Cause i’m outside |
And the sun rising |
I think that’s a metaphor for my future |
Records spinning like propellers |
Buzz is growing like a tumor |
Getting bigger everyday |
But my death coming sooner |
Give a fuck bout what they say |
Yea I know It’s only rumors |
So I let em talk |
I could just dead em all |
To set it off |
Maybe if I did that shit |
I’m better off |
Right now I’m the Goa |
Man I’m just the letter off |
Got that shit down to a t |
Like the place you place a ball |
When playing golf |
Oh my god |
Name somebody better than me |
I’m a god |
Like i’m on the breakfast club |
With DJ Envy |
You should stop |
If you tryna fake |
Talk to me friendly |
Take the Glock |
Point it to your head |
And turn you to a memory |
(BLAOOW) |
That noise was fucking stupid |
But… |
I don’t fucking care |
Young Rebel |
Living life with no cause |
Imma |
Young devil |
Living life with no laws |
Imma |
Trend setter |
Living life with no flaws |
I don’t give a fuck |
Who you fucking praying to |
I’m god |
(yeah) |
Young Rebel |
Living life with no cause |
Imma |
Young devil |
Living life with no laws |
Imma |
Trend setter |
Living life with no flaws |
I don’t give a fuck |
Who you fucking praying to |
I’m god |
(yeah) |
I think I been bragging way too much |
But I’m higher than Aladdin |
Up on that blue rug |
Seeing crazy shit happen |
But I don’t do drugs |
Man this shit only a habit |
And it’s still all love |
Yeah |
Man |
I’m going super psycho |
Cutting people off |
Like dead weight |
Boy i’m using lypo |
Choose the bible |
Hell if I know |
What the fuck that mean |
It’s hard to read |
IPhone with a crack screen |
I mean |
If a book |
Can like tell me how to live |
I would preach |
Every sentence of that shit |
Into my kids |
But I don’t |
Have a daughter |
And I don’t have a son |
No offence |
But I think |
Every religion is dumb |
(yeah) |
Oh my god |
Can I say that? |
I said I hate religion |
Well |
Let me explain that |
I don’t really think that there can’t be a god |
But the things that’s being taught |
Well |
People made it up |
Right? |
I mean |
I’m really fucking spiritual |
But I don’t put a name to that shit |
It’s a miracle |
Put the label on |
And it’s like a box of cereal |
You just eat it up |
Til' you sick |
Of what they feeding you |
But most people got a tape worm |
They eat it til' they in the fucking casket |
Or a grey urn |
They love the practice |
Like they shooting baskets |
With a great form |
And if they catholic |
Ask the priest to see |
If fucking heaven got a place for em |