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BLAME ME
Hip-Hop/Rap
BLAME ME was released on July 4, 2025 by Grad/EAE Records as a part of the album $uMMER BUN$
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Release DateJuly 4, 2025
LabelGrad/EAE Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM114

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alexander Marcus Grad
Alexander Marcus Grad
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Marcus Grad
Alexander Marcus Grad
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alexander Marcus Grad
Alexander Marcus Grad
Engineer

Lyrics

Always in a fightin' tone pickin' up the styrofoam
I don't wanna die alone but nobody hit the dial tone
But I'm guessin' that's me I can't trust nobody since I was just carryin' them bodies and did it for free
The love I was shown like mirages I'm beggin' for water while sittin' in heat
But I'm guessin' that's me sittin' in the closet
Thinking bout all my deposits go through each and every pocket go through each and every sleeve
Promised me a thousand I just want a couple thousand I ain't askin' for an island I'm just beggin' for a breeze
Tryin' to be patient to go turn the other cheek I beg for the blame not to be on me
Why don't you feel karma? You did with your Honda
You wanted a diss but I don't wanna diss you just go have a daughter
After all of the bitches he fucked he gon' kiss you please go save the drama
And you can't even talk to your mama he was fuckin' inside of that Lexus you friends with that Lexus before he went Honda
Always in a fightin' tone pickin' up the styrofoam
I don't wanna die alone but nobody hit the dial tone
But I'm guessin' that's me I can't trust nobody since I was just carryin' them bodies and did it for free
The love I was shown like mirages I'm beggin' for water while sittin' in heat
But I'm guessin' that's me sittin' in the closet
Thinking bout all my deposits go through each and every pocket go through each and every sleeve
Promised me a thousand I just want a couple thousand I ain't askin' for an island I'm just beggin' for a breeze
Tryin' to be patient to go turn the other cheek I beg for the blame not to be on me
I promise that it's you
Ran the whole thing alley-oop I can tell by your face you ain't accept the truth
I can tell by your face you a fake Jew with some fake jewels and a fake tool
And scatterin' my parts like it's Asus remember runnin' all the parties you was late to
You ain't stopping till it's Five-O
I wonder if your household been proud of
Turnin' your back on me for the outcome
I left a year brainrottin' on an iPhone
Should've take my ass to Idaho
Cause what the fuck I'm typin' for
I wanna leave it on a higher note yeah
Wanna take it to a higher road yeah
Always in a fightin' tone pickin' up the styrofoam
I don't wanna die alone but nobody hit the dial tone
But I'm guessin' that's me I can't trust nobody since I was just carryin' them bodies and did it for free
The love I was shown like mirages I'm beggin' for water while sittin' in heat
But I'm guessin' that's me sittin' in the closet
Thinking bout all my deposits go through each and every pocket go through each and every sleeve
Promised me a thousand I just want a couple thousand I ain't askin' for an island I'm just beggin' for a breeze
Tryin' to be patient to go turn the other cheek I beg for the blame not to be on me
Written by: Alexander Marcus Grad
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