Can You Blame Me?

I remember **** couldn't even go to the state fair

Gotta keep your head on a swivel

**** getting killed buying kettle corn

Yeah, that's where I'm from

All my dawgs gon' throw them bows

What you know 'bout that?

Grew up with Artillery, Reeboks and Soulja Rags

Old woman was telling me, "Don't let your life go past"

I'm so glad I listened, my lil' partner didn't

Baby, can you blame me? I gotta broke home

Daddy gone, mama tired, big brother junked out

My lil' bitch, she flunked out, boosting with her best friend, how this Gucci belt fit, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha

Damn, lil' ****, you a mess, best dressed, feeling fresh in a brand new vest, uh huh

Don't test with a brand new tec, all the weed compressed, that shit be the best, uh huh

Homicide, channel 9 kill a vibe at the party, sorry, everybody go home sobbing

Target missed, he was talking shit, then he moved, he a bitch, then the kickback caught me

Memory foggy, leap get froggy, wake up groggy, blood-soaked, soggy

Tossing back and forth in bed, I can't get it out my head

I hope you remember me smoking weed and Hennessy, one mistake, you telling me?

Baby, can you blame me? I gotta broke home

Daddy gone, mama tired, big brother junked out

My lil' bitch, she flunked out, boosting with her best friend, how this Gucci belt fit, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha

Mane, I don't what the fuck lil' quad talking 'bout, I was in the state fair every year

With my shit, I mean, yeah, you know, a ****, but shit, **** know not to play with me, I'll fuck over a ****

Shit, yeah, you was wit' me, fuck, play with quad

Kill a **** in that bitch behind some kettle corn

Yup, that's where we from