C4 - No Excuses lyrics

[Intro] Man you got to have big dreams, big dreams [Hook – Trinidad Jame$] You can have it all if you want it (what you want) [x4] All I ever wanted was it all (what you want) [x4] [Verse 1 – Trinidad Jame$] All I ever wanted was it all, house [?] linens, white and all Black on black Audi, I8 Matching the law Tell the four f** out my face Salute my n***a Thug and Quan For my n***a making minimum wage Doing it on his own She got a baby on the way And two kids on his own No place [?] to stay Make her own, girl [?] Alejandro Microphone dreams Microphone dreams Microphone dreams [Hook] All I ever wanted was a chance All I really smoke is the gas I never had dreams of a Jag Walking out of Niemans with Balenciaga bags 31 shots in his a**, n***a 31 shots in his a**, n***a 31 shots in his a**, n***a 31 shots in his a**, n***a OK! 31 shots in his a**, all about the cash All I really wanted was a bag I'll put a few real n***as on And get a little head while I smoke a little gas Had to get up off my dick To shine like this you got to grind like a b**h I'll tell you right now, n***a on with the sh** Don't worry bout James, n***a I'll get your head, all I want is a tip Flipping and tipping is my type of business This for my n***a that never had sh** This for my n***a that never sold nicks This for my n***a that never had bricks This for my n***a that still pull them licks Wait till you leave and they run in your sh** Don't stress my n***a, bounce back from that sh** Cause god is your witness and Christ is your strength I ain't really wanted sh** but everything the world had to give And I wanted it right now Cause everybody I know out here struggling Forty years old, still out here hustling No disrespect, I salute OG Ten neighborhood crips who taught me How to get it out the mud, don't show no love Want to see some real money, got to get you a plug Obama didn't wake up thinking he gon be president So who the f** are you? My n***a you are irrelevant Fresh as f**, k** the scene, leaving no evidence Legendary stand, a n***a talking [?] Chuck Taylors on the baby don't do no thing Used to pop the molly, baby don't do no Xan Ten toes down till I get my chance The world coming to an end, help where you can And that's some real a** sh** A mother [?] queen, that's a real a** b**h Want to have it all, got to get out there and get it But won't ever see us sitting around here chilling Don't think about quitting cause they said that you couldn't Or take another rock cause they said that you shouldn't Stay ten toes down on your motherf**ing ground Shot ten times up, hard tos ay that you with me [Bridge][x2] Get up and get it n***a Get up and get it n***a No excuses, no excuses, no [Hook]