Excuses Lyrics

Excuses, don't even wanna get up and do shit

Mary Jane smoke is my amusement

High as fuck living in excuses, no more stressing

No movement, over dosing while I'm making music

Living in a trap was my influence, high as fuck living in Excuses

It got ahold of me now

Driving my Corolla down at Combes street

Clowning crack fiends on the block so disgusting

Driving and I'm smoking with the homies I get pulled over

Now they tryna lock my ass up with no SUDC (Damn)

There goes my dreams of making all of them comas

Snitched out by a homie I knew was stealing all my product

And only if I knew he had a wire on him

I woulda fired on him on the spot

His mama crying for him,

Now that I'm thinking was I tryna pull a trigger,

Be the reason for a dead, average, snake type of

I shoot for a living I'm in the Army

But if I have to kill someone who tryna kill me, I'm sorry

Young rappers shaking ass for a Cartier like Cardi B

Main reason why your music ain't doing good was prolly me

Through addiction, I know the devil is real

Prostitution self seducing might wind up dead for a pill

Let me not forget my needle stickers

Fans all around me, itching and aching cause they need a picture

Meth and coke, a cheap combination when dealers need a Mixture

Only for the profit with no legal scriptures

Thinking what I could do, so I plead inno-cence

But in a sense I did nothing bad

I was only tryna pay my rent with I Supply and Demand

I was only tryna Ball a little, keep my family fed

Never thought about no consequence and living life in regret

Knife in ya neck, or getting shot when drug deals gone wrong

I know a fiend who sold his daughter for a Fresh 8 Ball

I know a man who chasing Cash with young bitches that he slaps

Whenever cash don't come, but now his ass Locked up, damn

Fast life into a bad life

Money low for a glass pipe

Couple hoes only wanna show some love when they see cash, right

Sell drugs during class time

Fiends hooked on a bass line

Locked up, now so say goodbye to that pussy you gon see last time cause

I've been high all the time

I don't feel no love, I've been feeling numb, I'm numb

Excuses, don't even wanna get up and do shit

Mary Jane smoke is my amusement

High as fuck living in excuses, no more stressing

No movement, over dosing while I'm making music

Living in a trap was my influence, high as fuck living in excuses

It got ahold of me now