Lyrics:
running low on dopamine
I pray the lord my soul he keep
If I die tonight
Don't you cry
Dry your eyes
It's your fault it's your fault it's your fault
It's
We gon make it, we gon make it
We gon make it, or take it
Rock it up and shake it
Whip it up and bake it
So the laws can't take it
I barred all
you,
but don't you see, i mean,
it's a fact that by through your behaviour,
i think it's okay, but for a lot of people,
through your behaviour, to get
To get through it all
Mama it's not all My fault
I gave it my all
Fuck it I went through enough
But that's not what you thought
Since when I knew how
feel like Screech
I'm saved by the bell
I feel like LL before the ladies love James
My uncle told me that this pimp shit a cold game
Use your codename
for wanting to dance
Can't tell if it's my fault
Can't tell if it's my fault
Can't tell if it's my fault
Can't tell
Clearing your conscience by
Shit is absurd ´cause one Day they're giving you love And the next day they put Your heart on a shirt
(They kill it)
Written by: Mbee
Yeah motherfuckers
That's what y'all want right
That ol' gangsta, that ol' gangsta
Check it out now yo, yo
All I need, bomb ass freak nigga
tried to change but I
Keep falling down a hole
I just want you to hurt me
Don't tell me it’s my fault
Don’t tell me it’s my fault
It’s been hard to get
, you tripping, must be on bath salt
They snake me, stabbed a nigga in his back and it's my damn fault
Built for this shit, for real, grind till I get
all the stars
Waiting on your heart has got me walking on my guard
I see you on the street and as I watch you pass me by,
When you look at me
damn fault we are so arrogant
Instant access has us inpatient
And constant stress makes us complacent
Entitlement is no accident
It's our own fuckin
with all them songs
Nah they weren't ready
Phone on DND
Your text too long so I ain't read it
Can't leave the crib if it don't bring bread in
It'll get
Just a river you're riding
(Ease the numbness)
I've swallowed salt
(It's not our faults)
It's not our faults
(Inviting death)
What are you hiding
(Stoned
making paper, still we having fun
I hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G
Tightest combination in the industry
Here comes another one
I can see us
fault, it's not my fault
It's not my fault, it's not my fault
It's not my fault, it's not my fault
It's yours
To takin' belongings in my ultimate goal
I'll take your China and your silver and your soul
By darkness and night I shimmy up the drain-pipe
The maggot,
kids packs
Pennies whippin' wrists it ain't no cap
Niggas know on the map
Niggas know we put them racks on your head
All fun and games 'til a nigga get
through the seasons
To feed our family
You slipping all the time, your own fault
Don't be mad at we
Way down in the jungle
Past the trees by the river
In my house with my crew, it’s our lifestyle yeah yah
The expectation is higher now, we’re walking in a deadline yeah yah
Suddenly you pass by with all
your chest or some
Say it with your chest or somethin'
Y'all aint gone test or none
Y'all aint gone press or none
Y'all aint gone step or none
Y'all aint
Two minutes that's all I need to get ready
Got me a hoe she eat me like spaghetti
I got a glock and that shit super heavy
Aim at his head I hold it
known that you niggas was bitch
That's my fault should've knew what was goin on
Looking back it's all makin good sense
You gon feel it for doin a nigga
Everybody! Get your hands up!
(Honorebel) Pitbull
(You know how we get down) cool breeze!
It's not my fault
That your girl is intrigued
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