No excuses
Why you so broke, my nigga
No excuses
aye girl you better come through
No excuses
Your nigga keep making up
More excuses
He ain't got it, I got to get it, out the gate 'cause

That money be giving me life
That money be giving me life
That money be giving me life
The money be giving me life
That money be giving me life
That money be giving me life
That money be giving me life
That money be giving me life

I don't get tired but I get money
It's only 1 I, no offense to Fetty
Trying to stick the king in a guillotine
But to money is where I be headed, beheaded
I need the dough for a Maserati
Shit the way I roll, you would swear I got it
If it don't make us a damn dollar
It don't make sense, Wendy Williams' body
Man I crashed my Harley when I rolled though Raleigh
Boy I balled balled (bald) like the head on Common
Look at you, you must really like eating Ramen
Boy you got it all wrong, Steve Harvey

No excuses
I just fuck 'em don't want no confusion
I'm never trapped by Cookie, I ain't Luscious
Bandana cooking up like Metro Boomin
Tonight I'm going in 'cause

No excuses
Why you so broke, my nigga
No excuses
aye girl you better come through
No excuses
Your nigga keep making up
More excuses
He ain't got it, I got to get it, out the gate 'cause

That money be giving me life
That money be giving me life
That money be giving me life
The money be giving me life
That money be giving me life
That money be giving me life
That money be giving me life
That money be giving me life

They say we rap bout money too much, what
Fuck y'all niggas, ku klux
Trill niggas know that this is motivation
'cause if life's a bitch, what does money make it
Money make that bitch come, Ross said it
So we dressed in black like a Chili's waiter
We need big rings, Sonic off of Sega
You ain't super thuggin', you ain't Noreaga
Cut the bullshit with a light saber
We was moving it in a Buick Sabre
Nigga no excuses, no one's going to pay you
If they tell you different, nigga know they faking
Know they lying
They ain't got it, they ain't bout it
They just looking, they ain't buying
Craig's pops said it right
But fuck trying to fight another day
Tony Stark, I got that iron
You say I'm preaching to the choir
Well if the choir knew so much, I would learn from the choir
How can I learn from a buyer
My pants can't Carey the Cannon no more, I'm Mariah

No excuses
Why you so broke, my nigga
No excuses
aye girl you better come through
No excuses
Your nigga keep making up
More excuses
He ain't got it, I got to get it, out the gate 'cause

That money be giving me life
That money be giving me life
That money be giving me life
The money be giving me life
That money be giving me life
That money be giving me life
That money be giving me life
That money be giving me life