Austin blak - Excuses Lyrics

Man dem don't joke with me, man dem don't laugh with me
I know you hatin' your head but you smile to me
You know you so funny, oh oh oh oh oh
You wanna see me fail, you wanna see me trail

This is a long journey, how can you run with me
When you have only one heart in your chest, ma guy
How can you take all this, all this accusations
They thought it brought a nigga down but I kept going

Oh Jah Jah guide, don't let me fail
Don't let me fall in their trap, don't let them cross in my way
Cause I was making, making, all this moves and guaging
When we two we gon' make our own, tell me lord I've been waiting

It's been so long but I'm praying, move fast no delaying
Today de3, you are my brother, )kyena wob3te a )se never
That should make you clever, Otan hunu nkoa o ma jigga ,Ohu Wode3 nsoa na nani aba

Yeah, yeah, they gave me excuses, excuses
Bra na b3hw3 excuses
At least everyday they gave me one, yeah
They gave me excuses, excuses

Bra na b3hw3 excuses
At least everyday they gave me one, yeah
And they thought I was cooling cooling
But still man was moving

At least everyday they made me run
They thought I was cooling, cooling
But still man was moving
At least everyday they made me run, yeah

Man dem don't joke with me, man dem don't laugh with me
I know you hate in your head, but you smile to me
Man dem don't joke with me, man dem don't laugh with me
I know you hate your head, but you smile to me

So bad man never spoke, yeah
I kept quiet on this road, yeah
If you love me, then I love you
If you hate me, then wo br3 o

Cause you can't change this man, change this man, change this man
Cause I know what I do, and I can, and I must
Cause this world is so fake, you cannot trust in no one
Cause this world is so fake, you cannot trust in no man, in no one yeah

So do what you are doing
The skies can be your limit
Dream higher, as you mean it
Onyame nkoa ne boafo)

And I came to take what was made for
Long life I dey pray for
You can hit me up on the cell phone
But if you talk shit, then it's over

We gon' rule like Obama
And the people gon' shout like Hosanna
Everyday on the road for the kuacha
Ask me what you want, I'm like ah

And I got money on my mind En3 biribia b3y3 fine
EN3 biribia b3y3
Biribia b3y3 fine
Dabia b3y3 fine
B3y3 Fine
B3y3 Fine

Everything's gon' be alright
B3y3 Fine
They give me excuses, excuses

Bra na b3hw3 excuses
At least everyday they give me one, yeah
They give me excuses, excuses
Bra na b3hw3 excuses

At least everyday they give me one, yeah