[Chorus; Ramirez]
Ooh, it ain't my fault, it ain't my fault, it ain't my fault
Ooh, it ain't my fault, it ain't my fault, it ain't my fault
[Verse 1: Ramirez]
Ayy this here a killin for the streets
Fed up with chalk lines, baby mamas be cryin
And the daddy done lost his lifeline
The game's switched so it's best
You clutch on the Tech Nine
Listen to what I'm sayin
And follow my rules and guidelines
They tryna lock up people in this cage
You DOA Nobody said come meet your fate
Every day I look death in his face
Evade the scene and leave behind no fucking trace
She gonna run critical money makin a bitch
Removing the politicians the undetectable criminals
You suckas fictional running a game that is pityful
Fuck up, you gotta pay, my nigga, it's bout the principle
[Chorus: Ramirez]
Ooh, it ain't my fault, it ain't my fault, it ain't my fault
Ooh, it ain't my fault, it ain't my fault, it ain't my fault
[Verse 2: Shakewell]
It ain't my fault to be ballin' how I been ballin
Since I walked in through the years
Seen many men who hated cause the way I live
When I get luxurious and lavish
I post it up in the palace I took a hellcat crash
The next day bought one in cash
It's pretty cool nothin I say or do is subliminal
Keep thinkin that I'm talkin and we'll look up in the mirror
Cause that's the man you really wanna go hate on
In High school you was the shit
Well then tell me where it all went wrong
Fallin how you gonna fall?
Baby boy, that's all on you
Me and Remy steady paper chasin
With a shameless group
That's one of the dons, this shit right here be a dime, bitch
You know the shot was called
The real gangsta shit, I ain't have to speak
Ooh, it ain't my fault, it ain't my fault, it ain't my fault
Ooh, it ain't my fault, it ain't my fault, it ain't my fault
[Verse 1: Ramirez]
Ayy this here a killin for the streets
Fed up with chalk lines, baby mamas be cryin
And the daddy done lost his lifeline
The game's switched so it's best
You clutch on the Tech Nine
Listen to what I'm sayin
And follow my rules and guidelines
They tryna lock up people in this cage
You DOA Nobody said come meet your fate
Every day I look death in his face
Evade the scene and leave behind no fucking trace
She gonna run critical money makin a bitch
Removing the politicians the undetectable criminals
You suckas fictional running a game that is pityful
Fuck up, you gotta pay, my nigga, it's bout the principle
[Chorus: Ramirez]
Ooh, it ain't my fault, it ain't my fault, it ain't my fault
Ooh, it ain't my fault, it ain't my fault, it ain't my fault
[Verse 2: Shakewell]
It ain't my fault to be ballin' how I been ballin
Since I walked in through the years
Seen many men who hated cause the way I live
When I get luxurious and lavish
I post it up in the palace I took a hellcat crash
The next day bought one in cash
It's pretty cool nothin I say or do is subliminal
Keep thinkin that I'm talkin and we'll look up in the mirror
Cause that's the man you really wanna go hate on
In High school you was the shit
Well then tell me where it all went wrong
Fallin how you gonna fall?
Baby boy, that's all on you
Me and Remy steady paper chasin
With a shameless group
That's one of the dons, this shit right here be a dime, bitch
You know the shot was called
The real gangsta shit, I ain't have to speak
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