Excuses

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Stanley Kaye

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I haven't done this in a little while so
Bear with me

Excuses excuses
My nigga that's useless
Supposed to be out here
Dealing with real shit
You ain't on a wheelchair
So get off your ass,
You skipping that class, huh
Is this how you act up
When you just frustrated with life and yourself bruh
What's up with your health, cuh
It's all in your head
So get out of that space
Supposed to be backstage
Rehearsing 'em lines
You passing the time, a'ight
But that just don't sound right
You might as well be sparking bongs or a crackpipe
And maybe you'll rap like
You got something to do
When chilling all by yourself
Now let's go supply your wealth
Now I just I been taking a break
I had to get my shit straight
I had to get on the the map, map, map
Now you talking about us being homies
When just being homies never brought cash, flashback
To the future I wanna be
Where money and fam is the recipe
We was never too materialistic 'til we realised
That was too idealistic
Now I'm moving around in my new whip
Like which one should I go to school with
And maybe the red one might match the shoes and my Chicka's lips if she in the mood
I got plenty, plenty, plenty Tinder hoes
Finger out like eenie, miney, mo
And I'mma always keep it blunt with you
If you got the raps and a lighter, too

Excuses excuses
My nigga that's useless
Supposed to be out here
Dealing with real shit
You ain't on a wheelchair
So get off your ass,
You skipping that class, huh
Is this how you act up
When you just frustrated with life and yourself bruh
What's up with your health, cuh
It's all in your head
So get out of that space
Supposed to be backstage
Rehearsing 'em lines
You passing the time, a'ight
But that just don't sound right
You might as well be sparking bongs or a crackpipe
And maybe you'll rap like
You got something to do
When chilling all by yourself
Now let's go supply your wealth
Now I just I been taking a break
I had to get my shit straight
I had to get on the the map, map, map
Now you talking about us being homies
When just being homies never brought cash, flashback
To the future I wanna be
Where money and fam is the recipe
We was never too materialistic 'til we realised
That was too idealistic
Now I'm moving around in my new whip
Like which one should I go to school with
And maybe the red one might match the shoes and my Chicka's lips if she in the mood
I got plenty, plenty, plenty Tinder hoes
Finger out like eenie, miney, mo
And I'mma always keep it blunt with you
If you got the raps and a lighter, too

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