E-xcuses

Now that I don't care, you got so much to say

I'm better off alone, don't come and bother me

Rather keep my distance, and move far away

Don't you make a scene, crying over me

Excuses, excuses, excuses

All I'm really hearing is a bunch of bullshit

I think this bitch is dumb, she really think I'm stupid

You know that I'm a rapper, time you face the music

Don't step out of line, baby don't go feel inclined, huh

Better come correct, cause I'm quick to hit decline huh

I ain't thinking twice a new bitch isn't hard to find, yuh