Excuses (feat. MoneyMansa)

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Nyora Spouse

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I make it happen I don't make excuses
I ain't had shit I was living so ruthless
Now that I'm up know my diamonds go stupid
Why he got a strap?
I know he not gon' use it
Put that shit down
She on my phone cause she know I last rounds
If I gotta leave then she holding me down
Over her head so I'm dumbing her down
And I told them I'd do better
New money that's new cheddar
The one to do it like who better
I'll address it like a new letter
I'm in a drop top coupe
She stick to me like glue
Theses niggas not real
I just know a few
F.P.S on the deal
Now we changing the view
I just spit what I feel
Yeah you know what it do
Ain't no thang as too much bread
Did me wrong I was left for dead
That btich so sick she need a vet
These Glocks and Dracos at ya neck
Hollows gon' fly when I shoot
Imma drive by with your boo
My numbers don't lie but you do
Imma be the one I can't loose
First Place Stunnas we the 1
You ain't gon' catch me outside without my gun
If imma catch that nigga outside he gon' run
Imma be shinning even when there's no sun
Shinning on them
Work hard I've been grindin' on em
They can search the kid they'll never find it on him
No he not no gang
No we do not know him
I don't give a f*ck what them niggas gon' say
Imma wake up and get it and go find a way
Wake in the A feel asleep in L.A
They just be talking got nothing to say
I make it happen I don't make excuses
I ain't had shit I was living so ruthless
Now that I'm up know my diamonds go stupid
Why he got a strap?
I know he not gon' use it
Put that shit down
She on my phone cause she know I last rounds
If I gotta leave then she holding me down
Over her head so I'm dumbing her down
This not a Glock it's a Sig
My bitches red like these Breds
Shorty give me top no lid
These niggas pussy they mid
These niggas hate me cause I'm better
She call me cause I get her wetter
I make it rain don't need an umbrella
Big ass blunt don't smoke cigarillos
Gold on me I be balling like Melo
All my niggas wild not mellow
Do a dive by like "hello"
Now the block hot no kettle
Niggas throwing shade no shadow
Diamonds on me wet no paddle
These niggas snakes no rattle
Bitch I'm the no goat no cattle
Shorty ride my dick no saddle
I make it happen I don't make excuses
I ain't had shit I was living so ruthless
Now that I'm up know my diamonds go stupid
Why he got a strap?
I know he not gon' use it
Put that shit down
She on my phone cause she know I last rounds
If I gotta leave then she holding me down
Over her head so I'm dumbing her down

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