No Motive
DJ Khaled feat. Lil Wayne Lyrics

I'm a lover not a fighter, I can't find my lighter
I am peaceful and not aggressive, but I can't find my lighter

My house is four stories, I tell'em I don't write em'
My house has four floors, and I claim that I don't write my own music

And my living room is white, my lies are much whiter
My living room is white, and my lies are even more pure and convincing than that

My darkest secrets are bright I need a sun visor
My deepest secrets are so blatantly obvious that I need something to cover my eyes from the brightness of exposure

I say "187", make your bitch run my errands
I utter a code for homicide, and make someone else's girlfriend run my errands

I'm at the bar with a Dracula ordering bloody Mary's
I am at a bar with a vampire, ordering a cocktail named after a blood-sucking character

I got a house on the prairie, got a corpse in the basement
I have a house in a rural area, and I have a dead body hidden in the basement

I see hell out the window, man this view is amazing
I look outside and see hell, but I find the sight incredible

And if I go back to jail, Persian rugs in my cell
If I get imprisoned again, I will have luxurious Persian rugs in my cell

Got the world in my hands it got all under my nails
I hold the world in my hands, and it has gotten under my skin to the point of annoyance

In a room full of stares, give em something to see
When surrounded by people staring at me, I want to give them something interesting to look at

I be so fucking faded, who washed the colors with bleach?
I am extremely intoxicated, to the point that I question whether someone has washed the vibrancy out of colors

Now they biting my style, hope it get stuck in yo teeth
Others are copying my style, and I hope it lingers with them as if it is stuck in their teeth

I been had the green light, so don't jump in the street
I have had permission to move forward, so don't get in my way

The World's under my feet, I'm just kissing the sky
The world is at my mercy, and I am making the most of it

Tune, what is that smell? That's the shit on my mind, hah
Hey Tune, do you smell that odor? That's actually just what I've been thinking about

Fuck all you bitches, fuck all you bitches
I don't care about any of you women, and I say it twice for emphasis

Fuck all you hoes, fuck all you hoes
I have the same lack of regard for all of you promiscuous women, and I say it again

1 million, 2 million, 3, 4
I am counting my money

Uh, breaking up the kush, sticky fingers-onics
I am breaking up marijuana, and my fingers are sticky from the resin

I'm throwing up gang signs you can see I'm in my vomit
I am making hand gestures representing my gang, and it's clearly visible in my vomit

And I'm cool right na' but please dont change the climate
I am comfortable currently, but please don't alter the situation

'Cause I'm sleeping with the enemy in bulletproof pajamas
I am bedding down with someone who should be my enemy, and I have to wear bulletproof pajamas to do so

I got issues bigger than you, bitches taller than me
I have problems that are more significant than you, and women that are taller than me

Ratchet and Bougie, I like R'n'B
I appreciate both low-class and high-class lifestyles, and I enjoy Rhythm and Blues music

Unapologetic I'm sorry for not being sorry
I am not going to apologize, but I am apologizing for not being sorry

You niggas old news prehistoric
You guys are outdated and obsolete

I need benadryl for my trigger finga, bad bitches for my home boys
I require medication for my itchy trigger finger, and I need attractive women for my friends

The grass is greener on the other side, I'm focused on my own yard
People often think other situations are better, but I'm concentrating on making my own life better

Ain't got enough, need more dough, we twisting blunts like torsos
I don't have enough money, so we need to make more, and we're rolling marijuana cigars vigorously

I'm rich as fuck but more so, a poor soul
I have a lot of money, but I still feel like a person lacking emotional fulfillment

Oh well, If snow fell like hoes fell in love I be a snow man
Despite unforeseen circumstances, if snowflakes persisted as often as promiscuity, I would be a snowman

My bitch a die for me, she a soldier, GI Joe-Ann
My partner is willing to die for me, and she's like a soldier or GI Joe character

Take chances when I know I ain't got no chance, roll em
I am taking risks despite knowing I don't have a good chance of success

I left that crap table with a chip on my shoulder
I had a negative experience gambling, and it left me feeling resentful and defiant

We ain't got no motive, we just killin' yall for nothing
We have no reason to harm you, we're just doing it for no purpose

And my bitch got cotton mouth, you know them snakes cannot be trusted
My partner has dry mouth, and it's an indication that untrustworthy people are nearby

And I bet y'all niggas don't say shit, because I'm feeling lucky
I assume that no one will challenge me, because I'm feeling fortunate

And I still pray everynight that Aliens abduct me, Tunechi
Every night, I continue to hope that extraterrestrial beings abduct me, and I am calling Tunechi to witness my wish

Whattup Khaled?
This is a greeting to DJ Khaled