No Excuse

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, Whoa, oh

I ain't did get it, my ****, you gotta listen

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh

Go get that money lil' **** that 'cause I need it (need it)

I'm from them trenches (I'm from them trenches)

I got up and did it (I got up and did it)

Came from the slums, we didn't have nothin', so we was schemin' (we was schemin')

I made it my business (made it my business)

And God my witness (what?)

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

I'm-I'm, I'm the truth (I'm the truth)

I did it for me (I did it for me)

I did it for you (I did it for you)

You know it's all in (it's all in)

Girl, put your phone down (girl, put your phone down)

And show me the truth (show me the truth)

I don't need no excuse (what?)

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

Don't make no excuse (don't make no excuse)

Hang out the roof, but we'll pull the proof

We finna get loose (we finna get loose)

Oh, this your thing so (your thing)

Make this your ringtone (make this your ringtone)

You know what it do (What?)

I don't need no excuse, don't make no excuse

I'm Bootsy Boo (I'm Bootsy Boo)

The bitch on the truth (you know I'm the truth)

I do what I want, I fuck who I want

I'm loose as a goose, and I make your dreams come

Did it for the **** in the streets

I did it for the lil' **** like MO3 (yeah)

Pullin' them licks and sippin' that lean

Bandana on with a minute fourteen

Bitch I'm the truth

Bitch I'm the king of the booth

When I say go man them **** go shoot

If I got a hoe we gon' ball out the coop

So suck in my dick she gon' have no excuse

I'm from the booth (I'm from the booth)

I'm so loose at 'em (so loose at 'em)

We take out our money we show it on camera

This what all the little **** hiding on my block

Go get that money lil' **** that 'cause I need it (need it)

I'm from them trenches (I'm from them trenches)

I got up and did it (I got up and did it)

Came from the slums, we didn't have nothin', so we was schemin' (we was schemin')

I made it my business (made it my business)

And got it my witness (what?)

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

I'm-I'm the truth (I'm the truth)

I did it for me (I did it for me)

I did it for you (I did it for you)

You know it's all in (it's all in)

Girl, put your phone down (girl, put your phone down)

And show me the truth (show me the truth)

I don't need no excuse (what?)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh

Don't make no excuse (don't make no excuse)

Hang out the roof, but we'll pull the proof

We finna get loose (we finna get loose)

Oh, this your thing so (your thing)

Make this your ringtone (make this your ringtone)

You know what it do (What?)

I don't need no excuse, don't make no excuse

Set it off with this tune (I got the doors)

Tell her daddy be cool (for real man)

Got this beat shit from my daddy but (yeah)

He was selling crack out of a 92 Buick

I was sneaking in my daddy's back (yeah)

Glock inside his fanny pack

Don't fuck around and make a **** lose (**** lose)

I'm in the clutch on the grind tryna come up

Every dollar we gon' run up

Started trapping out the mutes (what)

Getting two's, slugging iron out the school big 38

Mackin' them chrome glock in that 8k

The three thought he was Boots in the 8th grade

If any **** chop a **** eight weight (bitch I'm bad ass)

I'm on the grind I ain't worry bout what they say (what)

I got it made, I ain't worried'bout a damn thing

First son and I nicknamed him Trayton (83)

Told him we gon' be straight to my last day (gang)

Go get that money lil' **** that 'cause I need it (need it)

I'm from them trenches (I'm from them trenches)

I got up and did it (I got up and did it)

Came from the slums, we didn't have nothin', so we was schemin' (we was schemin')

I made it my business (made it my business)

And God my witness (what?)

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

I'm-I'm the truth (I'm the truth)

I did it for me (I did it for me)

I did it for you (I did it for you)

You know it's all in (it's all in)

Girl, put your phone down (girl, put your phone down)

And show me the truth (show me the truth)

I don't need no excuse (what?), whoa, oh, oh, oh

Don't make no excuse