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Vin Jay

No Excuses

 

No Excuses


Yeah
Nah this one's like actually crazy though
But I guess they all are
Ha ha ha

Still climbing the ranks, rhyming with grace
Never shown signs of restraint when tryna be great
Put my soul into these records, I'm refining my taste
My mind is a bank of pure gems, diamond encased
Look, your man's prolific, go ask a critic
The answer's written in blood on the plaques and ribbons
The plan's specific: hustle and surpass my limits
I live a rock star lifestyle, bands come with it, come on
Pursue a couple accolades and then proceed to kill
I make your favorite rapper change how they perceiving skill
The money coming in so fast don't gotta read the bills
And labels flashing money at me like I need a mil
Jesus, guess they didn't know that they was dealing with a genius
Eight hundred racks outta my bedroom prestigious
Never seen this hunger with this level of achievement
Look inside the bank, it ain't no wonder I'm conceited
Got me a crib, I'm 'bout to get two to five more
When a hustler winning they never scrutinize yours
When the man in the mirror told me pursue the right cause
I went from suicidal to the suicide doors
Drastic, I'm increasing the bandwidth, advancing
Music as dark as Marilyn Manson, it's cancerous
I was making records at my dad's crib
The one you hearing now is from a million-dollar mansion, expansive
Long as the pen in my palm
I ain't got no business ever working no regular job
Picture me checking the clock, pray to replenish the guap
Never been the little fish type, I'm the megalodon
Homie, you ready or not? 'Cause I'm about to make it all clear
If you bet against me it's about to be a long year, oh yeah
Ain't no suit and tie but homie I been in the boss tier
Neighbo's looking at me like a bum who don't belong here
That's only fueling the flame
I got respect plus power, don't confuse it with fame
Never worry 'bout another man or who's in the game
'Cause I'm a king, y'all are pawns, we ain't moving the same
Gotta climb till I fall, I survive through it all
I done swam through the universe, aligned with the laws
Tell 'em rise and applaud, I'm about to get it popping
Sell the boy a business, I'ma run it like Goggins, I got this
All around the world they been admiring the GOAT yeah
Every other line I write inspiring the growth uh
All this paper stacking, now we silencing the jokes yeah
I cannot imagine when retirement approach uh
Still that shit ain't happening soon
I'll twenty X my net worth and then it's back to the booth
Shit is bigger than the game, this is my path to improve
And if I'm breathing I don't have an excuse, know what I'm talking 'bout?

Know what I'm talking 'bout?
Know what I'm talking 'bout?

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