Skeme, Dave East - Blamed lyrics
[Skeme, Dave East - Blamed lyrics]
How could I be blamed how could I be blamed
How could I be blamed (yuh)
How could I be blamed
Straight out the struggle and pain
I'm a product of the wildest environment
So how in the fuck could you blame me
If it was you, you do the same thing
If it was you, you do the same thing
I'm from the muhfuckin sword of the land
The originators of the gangbang
Squad rockin all these stupid
Cuban cuban links we the chain gang
All I ever knew was oppression
Never knew them diamonds you see
When the chain swing
My niggas want murder and drama
Don't give no fuck bout no peace
I got water in them VVS diamonds
Put the SOX all round the piece
Po' up a fo' of that mud, that oil
All flavor, no grease
Still I ain't slept in this bitch in a week
That young nigga here he a beast (sheesh)
How in the fuck you line up
In a lane with a boss?
You ain't even cut from the cloth
You ain't with business at all
He ain't no beast, he a bitchboy
Won't even ride for the cause
Ima shot caller bitch, if it's one time
Only I could call it off
Bought a shotgun sawed off
Shoot a witness through the window just
Cause he saw it all westside! Westside!
Straight out that muhfuckin street
Where the shit raw i'm laughin at ass niggas
Who be carryin straps
But they ain't catchin bodies with em
Real recognize real, G shit
I see it in yo eyes you ain't got it in ya
Again you niggas play the blame game
I was in the trap, David Blaine thing
We all grew up round the same thing
Half the homies I know gangbang
Other half still in the streets
They rather press up a piece
Shit, I got a clip on me now
I gotta get rich off it now, yeah
Swear this is all that I knew
Put us all up in coupes
Rollies and chains, I get all of it doo
Shoutout to Duke, he rollin with me
He get all of it too
VVS diamonds they dancin on me
Carats on carats on carats
But I won't go back to the peas
I turned me to something from nothing
And they wanna turn that to me
How you pin that up on me
How could I be blamed (yuh)
How could I be blamed
Straight out the struggle and pain
I'm a product of the wildest environment
So how in the fuck could you blame me
If it was you, you do the same thing
If it was you, you do the same thing
I'm from the muhfuckin sword of the land
The originators of the gangbang
Squad rockin all these stupid
Cuban cuban links we the chain gang
All I ever knew was oppression
Never knew them diamonds you see
When the chain swing
My niggas want murder and drama
Don't give no fuck bout no peace
I got water in them VVS diamonds
Put the SOX all round the piece
Po' up a fo' of that mud, that oil
All flavor, no grease
Still I ain't slept in this bitch in a week
That young nigga here he a beast (sheesh)
How in the fuck you line up
In a lane with a boss?
You ain't even cut from the cloth
You ain't with business at all
He ain't no beast, he a bitchboy
Won't even ride for the cause
Ima shot caller bitch, if it's one time
Only I could call it off
Bought a shotgun sawed off
Shoot a witness through the window just
Cause he saw it all westside! Westside!
Straight out that muhfuckin street
Where the shit raw i'm laughin at ass niggas
Who be carryin straps
But they ain't catchin bodies with em
Real recognize real, G shit
I see it in yo eyes you ain't got it in ya
Again you niggas play the blame game
I was in the trap, David Blaine thing
We all grew up round the same thing
Half the homies I know gangbang
Other half still in the streets
They rather press up a piece
Shit, I got a clip on me now
I gotta get rich off it now, yeah
Swear this is all that I knew
Put us all up in coupes
Rollies and chains, I get all of it doo
Shoutout to Duke, he rollin with me
He get all of it too
VVS diamonds they dancin on me
Carats on carats on carats
But I won't go back to the peas
I turned me to something from nothing
And they wanna turn that to me
How you pin that up on me