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