Blame It On the Streets YG (Ft. Jay 305)

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[Intro: Jay 305]
Don't blame my mama
Blame it on the streets
Don't blame my liquor
Blame it on the streets

[Verse 1: Jay 305]
Shootouts in broad daylight, South Central zoo life
Young nigga goin' hard, hustle all night
Mama prayin', tellin' God I don't live right
Fuck right, go left, catch a damn strike
Felonies can't go to police
Probation catchin' cases, prayin' on my (static)
Lord, why they got me out this way?
Lord, I gotta buy another AK
Fresh out, I need money in the worst way
Get a job, Hell nah, call my homie Ike
Told me, "Pull up, I'ma get you right"
Diamond chain, gold ring, now I'm sittin' right
Like biz, bad bitch, real boss tie
Took a chance, now I'm ballin' off the street life
It's just in me, my nigga
Don't blame me, blame the ghetto, that's where I'm livin', my nigga

[Chorus: Jay 305]
Don't blame my mama
Blame it on the streets
Don't blame my liquor
Blame it on the streets
Don't blame my mama
Blame it on the streets
Don't blame my homies
Blame it on the streets