BlameGame

I don't deserve this

(I want a suburban)

Or a matte black Hellcat and red Pontiac

(Or some dark cognac)

With the red seats to match

With some real rare bitch, wit' some shades made from '63

'93 plus another five, that's the year of me

23, bitches on my timeline and they diggin' me

Tranquility, that's the fucking drive that's been fueling me

Gasoline, I been talking time when I'm shifting speeds

Spiritually, attached to my stars like conspiracies

And my inside angel isn't with me!

And I'm peeping all the angles, 'cuz you showed me

Man, they praying on my downfall, waiting on me!

Lately, I been on the down low, away from the feed

And my crown might slip, but it'll never hit the street!

And that look in your eyes, baby, all I see is greed

All I, all I see is greed!

All I, all I see is greed!

Screaming "Who the fuck is this ****? He ain't come with me"

Turn my back to these ****, 'cuz them **** ain't cover me

Bitch stop playing because I'm a different breed

Esoteric language spoken by a Human over beats

I don't care about them lies that you be pleading me

Need historians to tell you about the bullshit that I seen

We Inglorious Bastards, it's the world against my team

Yeah we glorious, it's exactly show it seems

I call, "pelecons, the measurement of reality"

(Want to fortify my legend status way before my peak, I see robots in my dreams)

Fa-False reality

Simulation three

If you heard about me

Radioactive rhinestones, smoke 'em by the beach

You see that I'm at ease, but please don't bother me

They see that I'm at peace, that's when they want from me

That's when you call for me

That's when you talk to me

I wish it could be different but it can't though

It's your fault though

It's my fault too

Who's fault is it?

I

Wish

It

Could

Be

Different

But it can't though

It's your fault though

And my fault too

Who's fault is it?