Blame Em Yhung T.O.

[Intro]
(Chrissy, you stupid)

[Verse 1]
Diamonds on wrist
Diamonds on my bitch, no cuffs on my wrist
All I ever dreamed was a nigga getting rich
House in the hills and a down ass bitch
8 years old when I knew I was the man
Niggas 21, never seen ten bands
Get a million fans, it was always in the plans
Get it on my own then put on for my mans
Me and Quezz went broke, bounce back on the S
Last summer we was thuggin' day and night in the Crest
SOB the fam, we put on for the S
And that GLOCK on my hip if a nigga wanna test

[Chorus]
And when I'm gone, baby, just wait for me
Girl, you should've been on this plane with me
I swear I be hating when you away from me
My life a lot of niggas wanna take from me
Why they hate on me?
'Cause I been balling on these niggas faithfully
So I don't blame 'em
Nah, nah, I don't blame 'em