Can't Blame Her

Look, gang unit tryna label me a gangbanger
District Attorney tryna turn me to a chainganger
It aint a game but I'm a game changer
She only want the real niggas and I can't blame her
Look, gang unit tryna label me a gangbanger
District Attorney tryna turn me to a chainganger
It aint a game but I'm a game changer
She only want the real niggas and I can't blame her

Look, to make yo next moves yo best then you gotta plan em
He was cool in high school now we gotta fan em
Free my cousin Lil P know I rock with the family
I really put the family first I put that on Granny
And I don't wear white buffs cause I'm not from the D
But I got 7 mile niggas that cop by the P
I rock sub compact with the stock in the G
He sipping syrup out a thermos he got it from me
And over here we call em suckas we don't call em opps
Over here we call shots we aint calling cops
Chris Paul to the Rockets wit the rocket launch
But still lob city for niggas thats tryna baller block
I might go to Ruth Chris and don't even post it
Make a rack profit off a 10 dollar postage
Steady wasting all they tick thats a sign of the times
Still on the 9 with a 9 I don't lie in my rhymes

Look, gang unit tryna label me a gangbanger
District Attorney tryna turn me to a chainganger
It aint a game but I'm a game changer
She only want the real niggas and I can't blame her
Look, gang unit tryna label me a gangbanger
District Attorney tryna turn me to a chainganger
It aint a game but I'm a game changer
She only want the real niggas and I can't blame her

Niggas talking crazy like this strap I got from Earl don't work
Like AllBlack can't make a app take a nap in the dirt
Pull off skrrt park the whip go make sure dog murked
Im up in Florida with a foreign same Triple A shirt
Dodger blue Chinese gold like Dom K from Leimert
Campaign still work these niggas out here lying to bitches
Brush her wig watch them kids aint no pride in they pimpin
They lying on pimpin, say free the bitch but crying to bitches
Call me up so I could show how to tighten yo pimpin
Take the soul out that bitch make no feelings come with it
I got 22nd ways don't give a fuck about a slow day
In the trap I'm a collect dough the pack way or the hoe way
In Saks 5th or a Pro Bay the 304 way
These Dre beats drown out everything a broke bitch say
On 4 way with Tommy Grizz, Jamel, and E1 Pay
Told em if I aint got a dub I aint going back to The Bay, Its Black

Look, gang unit tryna label me a gangbanger
District Attorney tryna turn me to a chainganger
It aint a game but I'm a game changer
She only want the real niggas and I can't blame her
Look, gang unit tryna label me a gangbanger
District Attorney tryna turn me to a chainganger
It aint a game but I'm a game changer
She only want the real niggas and I can't blame her



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Writer(s): Nathaniel Flentroy Jr.
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