You could of had it all
But all you got
Is excuses
I'm back with some new
You backwards a nuisance
You could of had it all
But all you got
Is excuses
I'm back with some new
Ain't no excuses
Ain't got no manners
We armed and dangerous
They empty handed
Nothing to offer
They could of kept it
I go and get it
They just regret
A light salad
Some vinaigrette shit
Three course
With the money
To waiter questions
I speak in body language
I'm so suggestive
Say its food
For her soul
That digestive
No no that's
No excuse
No no that's
No excuse
No no that's
No excuse
No no no
You could of had it all
But all you got
Is excuses
I'm back with some new
You backwards a nuisance
You could of had it all
But all you got
Is excuses
I'm back with some new
Backwards like backpacks
I just kick raps
Ogs crowd around
Like it's hacky sack
I had five on a bag
I'm so throwback
Old soul young man
I'm so vintage
All work no play
Music scrimmage
No excuses got me
Pushing past they limits
Said i couldn't
Now they watch me
Double dipping
We been eating
Eyes bigger than
My stomach
You could of had it all
You could of had it all
That's no excuse
That's no excuse
That's no excuse