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 Lyricist: NF
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 Yeah, I got no excusesAyy, yeah, they asked me where I learned to do this
 Self-taught, checkin' things off my to-do list
 Treat my temper like my family, I ain't tryna lose it
 Say a little, do a lot, woo, no excuses
 Ayy, I got no excuses, yeah, I got no excuses
 Woo, I got no excuses, yeah, I got no...
 Yeah, yo, this industry is so confusin'
 Hard to tell who's really with me or who's tryna use me
 If I told you I respect you, I ain't say it loosely
 I don't throw those words around, it's just not how I do things, ayy
 Yeah, I know I can be a nuisance
 Ain't afraid to admit it if I think the shoe fits
 People ask me where I've been, I've been writin' new hits
 Had to make my own plans, I don't need your two cents, ayy
 Yeah, I don't wanna hear excuses
 I just like to make moves and make improvements
 I just like to break rules, maybe start some new trends
 Live the life that I choose, cuttin' off the loose ends, ah
 Yeah, they asked me where I learned to do this
 Self-taught, checkin' things off my to-do list
 Treat my temper like my family, I ain't tryna lose it
 Say a little, do a lot, woo, no excuses
 Ayy, I got no excuses, yeah, I got no excuses
 Woo, I got no excuses, yeah, I got no...
 Yeah, here's a couple things that I'm confused with
 I just did a interview, the guy was pretty clueless
 
 But at least try to find out who you in the room with
 Ayy, I like facts, I don't like assumin'
 Take a shot behind my back, I'ma catch the bullets
 Why the game lookin' at me like I'm just a tourist?
 They should know I'm here to stay, this verse is gettin' borin' Twisted mind of a lyricist, listen while I experiment
 Visualize, it's imperative, big surprises and scary tricks
 It is time, yes, we're here again, sit in silence, don't care for it
 Criticizin' my character isn't why, so beware of it
 Forget what you're tellin' me, do what I gotta, man
 I got the remedy, one of kind, but they never selected me
 I don't fit in with the room of celebrities
 I wanna know when they bring up my legacy
 There was never nobody that ever could mention me
 Sayin' that I wasn't makin' the rap
 And doin' it cleverly, did what I had to
 And gave it my everything
 Yeah, yeah, they asked me where I learned to do this
 Self-taught, checkin' things off my to-do list
 Treat my temper like my family, I ain't tryna lose it
 Say a little, do a lot, woo, no excuses
 Yeah, yo, they asked me where I learned to do this
 Self-taught, checkin' things off my to-do list
 Treat my temper like my family, I ain't tryna lose it
 Say a little, do a lot, woo, no excuses
 Ayy, I got no excuses, yeah, I got no excuses
 Woo, yeah, I got no excuses, yeah, yo, I got no...
 Yeah, I got no...
 I got no excuses
 
 I got no excuses
 
 
		
		
	
 
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