At Fault

[Intro]
Oh-oh-oh-oh!
Cook that sauce, J! (Yeah!)
Bitch!
Uh, let's go! (Big Zo!)
Bando Boy 2, fuck is they talkin’ 'bout?
Yeah!
Said I'm bout to tweak (I’m bout to tweak, bout to tweak, bout to tweak), said I'm bout to tweak (bout to tweak, bout to)
Said I'm bout to tweak, bitch! (I'm bout to tweak, bout to tweak, bout to)
Let's go (Let's go! Let's go!)

[Verse 1]
Don't know what they told you but I run shit, yeah, I’m feelin’ like Usain but I ain't runnin’
Don't run your mouth when I'm talkin'
This F&N shut you up
And if anyone got a problem with gang, sure that we can solve it
I’m thinkin' outside the box, you stuck up in it
I know how to get you in and out like you gang-affiliated
Pull up in that Bentley just to stunt, see, that's my demonstration
You can take my advice if you want but you can't imitate me
I don't see why you would play me
I knew that the stakes was high whеn you capped to the bouls who paid me
I did nothing to you, it's crazy
Whеre's the loyalty? Put 5gs in the blunt and I might face it
My mind racin', don't need saving
We was locked in, now shit changin'
Put that on my soul, you fakin'

[Hook]
We was listenin' to Baby, blast it out the car
Smoke a pound of weed, I'm faded, now we onto Mars
Don't know how to feel my pain, just turn it into bars
Won't go down no road again where I'm at fault (Too many-too many-)

[Verse 2]
Too many times you did me fuckin' wrong
And I know you was strugglin' with pain but that's just not my fault
Sit back and watch you fall
Cause you ain't let me help you plenty times when you just brushed me off
Don't tell too many people everything cause it's a pricey cost (Pricey cost)
Yeah, seperate myself from everybody in the room
I don't give a fuck about a bitch or what she do
I used to care about my dawgs
They ain't do me right
They tried to do me wrong
Think I ain't know
That's something you would try
And I heard about your song
Ain't listen long, you doin' a mixtape, right
I could drop the next few weeks and everything could be official
Like, nigga, listen to you
Don't forget your skills, they came from me
And everything I did
Was out of love for you and you played me
Man, that shit was weak
I bet my fuckin' knuckles touch your teeth
When they try and sit with me
But they can't sit with me
You niggas sick to me (Me!)

[Hook]
We was listenin' to Baby, blasted out the car
Smoke a pound of weed, I'm faded, now we onto Mars
Don't know how to feel my pain, just turnin' into bars
Won't go down no road again where I'm at fault

[Outro]
I'm at fault
I'm at fault
No, I can't be, no
No, no, no, I can't be, no
No, I can't be, no