Can't Blame Me (feat. Haile)

All I do is fly birds, **** know that I does this

Two packs in the van, call it Poetic Justice

I shot pies, baby, I don't rob guys

Michael Corleone's wardrobe, 'cause I got mob ties

Breezin' in the coupe, screamin', "Free my **** Snoop"

If they ain't sellin' white, hard, or bud, I'm leanin' on them yutes, pussy

I can't party without a iron

Can't believe my **** tellin' me, "Wallahi," and he's lyin'

So much fiends on the line, had to phone a helper

Had the alleyway lookin' like a homeless shelter

Came off probation, started flyin' round the planet

You were standin' in the bookie, I was lyin' on a hammock, uh

Ask about me, I had stacks

Way before I made fifty bags off of snapbacks

I get my yayo from the source

It wasn't no rental when I came through with the Porsche

(You can't blame me) I fell in love with the road

Got myself into this situation

(You can't blame me) With all this money on the road

How the fuck you'd expect me to be this patient?

(You can't blame me) A **** just tryna get on his grind

All shine, no sleep on my mind

(Now you hate me) All it took was time, man, to bill up my line

Now you mad that you ain't me

(I used to be a DJ, all I wanted to do was buy decks)

(Then I learnt to whip) Now I'm mixin' in the Pyrex

I pray none of my bruddas is a Judas

Thought that guy was genuine, but he was just another opportunist

Picture me goin' broke, went kilo, got a cunch spot

My **** Helmo be makin' G's just off one shot

My **** Tyrell's line's nowhere near average

Plus the 'nect drops me boxes, Call of Duty care package

I ain't like them other ****, I got big dreams

The crop's green with orange hair, look like Android 16

Uh, try claim he's a boss

But how I never see them guys break people off?

She might look nice, but I ain't makin' her my wifey

I been runnin' through them lighties since the motherfuckin' '90s

**** heard Nines went broke, that's a myth

My new whip coulda been in Tokyo Drift

(You can't blame me)

(You can't blame me)

(You can't blame me) I fell in love with the road

Got myself into this situation

(You can't blame me) With all this money on the road

How the fuck you'd expect me to be this patient?

(You can't blame me) A **** just tryna get on his grind

All shine, no sleep on my mind

(Now you hate me) All it took was time, man, to bill up my line

Now you mad that you ain't me