Who Do You Blame

Love him for what?

Fuck that, you levelin' up

Minusin' you was a plus

Leave that nigga in the dust

Take him back here for what?

Lamborghini for my boys

All that we needed was trust

I said enough is enough

Don't got no business with you

Champagne for the exes

Wood grain for the Lexus

Ass fat, body Texas

You star, I direct it

My heart, I protect it

Cobain when I'm reckless

They say it switched up

Switched up, the perspective, I You can't smoke tonight, you get way too live

And you can't drink tonight, you get fucked up sometimes

You and I, I lose every fight

We blur every line, and risk it every time
Girl, who do you blame?

Blame me
I never start a fight, I man up every time
Girl, who do you blame?
Blame me, blame me, no, blame me
Girl, who do you blame?
I'm single, I'm faithful
I'm young, and I'm able
Real ones on my payroll
I'm signed to my label
She's Queen and I'm Pharaoh
For her I'd empty my barrel
Timbs' on, with her hair low
Real cute, but still ghetto, I
You can't smoke tonight, you get way too live
And you can't drink tonight, you get fucked up sometimes
You and I, I lose every fight
We blur every line, and risk it every time
Girl, who do you blame?
Blame me
I never start a fight, I man up every time
Girl, who do you blame?
Blame me, blame me, no, blame me
Girl, who do you blame?
I don't want to blame you for all of the things that you do
Don't wanna choose, but it's you, if I just had to choose
Strong independent, perceptive and very prideful
A good woman deserves a good nigga here beside you, I do



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Writer(s): Carlos St. John Phillips
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