How Can I Blame

Father, forgive them

For they do not know what they're doin'

(D-Dezo)

How can I blame?

Lord

Let us lead them

To the promised land

My sons

I pray for you

Yes

Dramatic, **** (Gangsta)

DJ Drama

I come out just to turn up the motion (Yeah)

More comin' to me now that I'm focused (Yes)

I'm in the trap, I ain't tryna be noticed (Brokie)

I hate a broke bitch and I let 'em know this (Hah)

I been playin' with the mix, now I'm loaded (Mixy)

If I walk in this club, I'ma blow it (Blow it)

You keep talkin' to the ho, doin' ho shit (I hate it)

How can I blame these ****? They don't know shit

All my pointers are Cubans, no chokers (Crazy)

I been payin' the appeals for the soldiers (Yes)

I put bags in the field for the blowers

Gave motivation to **** that's hopeless (Yeah)

I might power up, turn up my doses (Woah)

If I walk in this club, I'ma blow it (Fly)

You keep talkin' to the ho, doin' ho shit

How can I blame these ****? They don't know shit, yes

I'm buyin' palettes and Cubans and Dracos (Okay)

Till I'm done with this load, I don't take shows

I'm finished

I done turned me an eighth into eight O's

Yes

I third-party a play, made 'em take notes (Yeah)

I just do shit, now I'm the topic (You see)

I don't buy flowers, I buy watches

You ain't got a watch, ****, watch how you pop it (Brokie)

You gotta put in some work, you just got lit (Yes)

You **** tough and you broke, who you mad at?

Who you mad at?

I see you bought her the shoes, where the bag at?

I'ma send you the verse and my ASCAP

Give me the cash or Nickel and Cash App

Gotta play with a button, won't box 'em

Like a bitch that can fuck, who can top her?

It's shit like that couple dollars

I like to play with the extras, I'm noddin'

Shh

Don't believe if he said that he knew me

He lyin')

I'm so up right now, this a new me

Up there

Had a play try pay me in Louis (What?)

Fuck outta here, ain't a brand that can move me (Hah)

Got the jumbo laces, the Rickys (The Rickys)

I don't want them bitches, I'm picky

If they want me, they gotta come get me

I ain't do the feature, that shit don't fit me

I come out just to turn up the motion (Yeah)

More comin' to me now that I'm focused (Yes)

I'm in the trap, I ain't tryna be noticed (Brokie)

I hate a broke bitch and I let 'em know this (Hah)

I been playin' with the mix, now I'm loaded (Mixy)

If I walk in this club, I'ma blow it (Blow it)

You keep talkin' to the ho, doin' ho shit

I hate it

How can I blame these ****? They don't know shit

All my pointers are Cubans, no chokers (Crazy)

I been payin' the appeals for the soldiers (Yes)

I put bags in the field for the blowers

Gave motivation to **** that's hopeless

I might power up, turn up my doses (Woah)

If I walk in this club, I'ma blow it (Fly)

You keep talkin' to the ho, doin' ho shit

How can I blame these ****? They don't know shit (Brokie)

Yes

Gangsta Grizzill

Shout out to Park Heights

West Baltimore, what up?

YG Teck

No excuses