(It's not my fault, Oath made me do it bro)
You always make me say the worst things
I didn't mean to say, but I know this ain't working, yeah
You put my flame out on the ashtray
Let that shit burn out and from the outside
Looking in, you know it weren't my fault
My niggas silent, fuck the standing, never sell their soul
Niggas two years in remand because they went no comment
Nowadays, when you have trials, it's like a funeral
The tribe you know will bury you before they ruin you
Now when I sleep it's like I don't dream
I wake up feeling like a dope fiend
I upped the dose that I was taking now my heart on ice
One for love, one for the streets, it's like my heart broke twice
A million pounds isn't enough, still, never sell my soul
My lil bro he getting old, hope he don't take my road
There's only pain that's on this path, watch what it'll do to you
So pick the path you want to walk before it chooses you
One thing that's for certain, that nothing's ever certain
Knew that I would blow, one year ago I put the work in
Used to stand outside, I told my niggas, "This ain't worth it"
I'ma put a show up for my bitch and close the curtains
Money made it worth it, I'm smiling, but I'm hurting
Money made the world spin, but the spinner keeps on circling
I'ma keep on working
From rags to riches, I gave my niggas a purpose
Promise I'll make it work
They cannot get to me, this shit hereditary
Graveyard visits at the cemetery or penitentiary
Either way, I'll keep a K for the day that they mess with me
Sixteen shots to keep me safe, don't let nobody next to me
Yeah, the new watch I want is two-tone
Run it up, had to switch it up, buy a new phone
I been in the hood risky, but we too home
Pinky in fifties, I can't wait to get a move on
The bitch I love, she told me move on
I cannot lie I put my shoes on
I been getting money, what was you on?
I'm making time to pick the call log from these blue phones
One thing that's for certain, that nothing's ever certain
Knew that I would blow, one year ago I put the work in
Used to stand outside, I told my niggas, "This ain't worth it"
I'ma put a show up for my bitch and close the curtains
Money made it worth it, I'm smiling, but I'm hurting
Money made the world spin, but the spinner keeps on circling
I'ma keep on working
From rags to riches, I gave my niggas a purpose
Promise I'll make it work
(It's not my fault, Oath made me do it bro)
