Excuses
Don't got enough money
Don't got enough clout
Not enough people that's knowin' about real hip-hop
I'm real hip-hop
Everyone else is just on TikTok
Got me so pissed off
I should be the big boss
Chillin' with Jay-Z
Chillin' with Rick Ross
Fuck all that lip gloss
I should just lift off
Y'all should be jumpin'
Y'all must be criss-crossed'
Get on my dick more
Just cause I said so
You say work hard
I say hell no
I'm too old
No I'm too mellow
It's too cold
My piss too yellow
What can I tell you
Love when they shake it in jello
Love when they naked and wrestle
I be like hello
I be like I be like hello
I be like I be like hello
I'm way too distracted by the things that you post
I don't need to practice I'm the host with the most
Y'all are just actors
Y'all are just posers
I'm the real deal
I don't gotta show ya'
Fuck how you feel
My shit's goin' over your head
Excuses, excuses, excuses, excuses, excuses
The truth is they're stupid so stupid so stupid so stupid
Feel foolish so foolish every time that I make excuses
Just focus on makin' music
Just focus on makin
I'm tired of these excuses
So tired
They make me feel so useless
They make me feel so
I'm the one who's losin'
I'm losin
I don't know why I use em'
Don't know why
I'm tired of these excuses
So tired
They make me feel so useless
They make me feel so
I'm the one who's losin'
I'm losin
I don't know why I use em'
Don't know why
The system's rigged
I'm a victim
Kids won't listen to me cause my hair's not dyed
Have no tattoos
Don't have a time ring
So I'm not cool
Just to clarify I'm all alone with no alibi
I'm 32 so I hadda try to make it on my own
But it seems I will not gratify myself
Or anybody else
Did someone cast a spell
Cause I'm livin' in hell
I try so hard but it just don't work
I pour my heart into every verse
I've come too far just to end it all
You look so big and I feel so small
So sick of this
Feel like Sisyphus
I worked so hard just to live that bitch
Just to witness it fall right back down
There's not one thing that can help me now
Excuses, excuses, excuses, excuses, excuses
The truth is they're stupid so stupid so stupid so stupid
Feel foolish so foolish every time that I make excuses
Just focus on makin' music
Just focus on makin
I'm tired of these excuses
So tired
They make me feel so useless
They make me feel so
I'm the one who's losin'
I'm losin
I don't know why I use em'
Don't know why
I'm tired of these excuses
So tired
They make me feel so useless
They make me feel so
I'm the one who's losin'
I'm losin
I don't know why I use em'
Don't know why
Don't got enough clout
Not enough people that's knowin' about real hip-hop
I'm real hip-hop
Everyone else is just on TikTok
Got me so pissed off
I should be the big boss
Chillin' with Jay-Z
Chillin' with Rick Ross
Fuck all that lip gloss
I should just lift off
Y'all should be jumpin'
Y'all must be criss-crossed'
Get on my dick more
Just cause I said so
You say work hard
I say hell no
I'm too old
No I'm too mellow
It's too cold
My piss too yellow
What can I tell you
Love when they shake it in jello
Love when they naked and wrestle
I be like hello
I be like I be like hello
I be like I be like hello
I'm way too distracted by the things that you post
I don't need to practice I'm the host with the most
Y'all are just actors
Y'all are just posers
I'm the real deal
I don't gotta show ya'
Fuck how you feel
My shit's goin' over your head
Excuses, excuses, excuses, excuses, excuses
The truth is they're stupid so stupid so stupid so stupid
Feel foolish so foolish every time that I make excuses
Just focus on makin' music
Just focus on makin
I'm tired of these excuses
So tired
They make me feel so useless
They make me feel so
I'm the one who's losin'
I'm losin
I don't know why I use em'
Don't know why
I'm tired of these excuses
So tired
They make me feel so useless
They make me feel so
I'm the one who's losin'
I'm losin
I don't know why I use em'
Don't know why
The system's rigged
I'm a victim
Kids won't listen to me cause my hair's not dyed
Have no tattoos
Don't have a time ring
So I'm not cool
Just to clarify I'm all alone with no alibi
I'm 32 so I hadda try to make it on my own
But it seems I will not gratify myself
Or anybody else
Did someone cast a spell
Cause I'm livin' in hell
I try so hard but it just don't work
I pour my heart into every verse
I've come too far just to end it all
You look so big and I feel so small
So sick of this
Feel like Sisyphus
I worked so hard just to live that bitch
Just to witness it fall right back down
There's not one thing that can help me now
Excuses, excuses, excuses, excuses, excuses
The truth is they're stupid so stupid so stupid so stupid
Feel foolish so foolish every time that I make excuses
Just focus on makin' music
Just focus on makin
I'm tired of these excuses
So tired
They make me feel so useless
They make me feel so
I'm the one who's losin'
I'm losin
I don't know why I use em'
Don't know why
I'm tired of these excuses
So tired
They make me feel so useless
They make me feel so
I'm the one who's losin'
I'm losin
I don't know why I use em'
Don't know why
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Writer(s): Jake Stone
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