How Can I Blame

[Intro: DJ Drama & YG Teck]
Father, forgive them
For they do not know what they're doin'
(D-Dezo)
How can I blame?
Lord
Let us lead them
To the promised land
My sons
I pray for you (Yes)
Dramatic, nigga (Gangsta)
DJ Drama

[Chorus: YG Teck]
I come out just to turn up the motion (Yeah)
More comin' to me now that I'm focused (Yes)
I'm in the trap, I ain't tryna be noticed (Brokie)
I hate a broke bitch and I let 'em know this (Hah)
I been playin' with the mix, now I'm loaded (Mixy)
If I walk in this club, I'ma blow it (Blow it)
You keep talkin' to the ho, doin' ho shit (I hate it)
How can I blame these niggas? They don't know shit
All my pointers are Cubans, no chokers (Crazy)
I been payin' the pills for the soldiers (Yes)
I put bags in the field for the blowers
Gave motivation to niggas that's hopeless (Yeah)
I might power up, turn up my doses (Woah)
If I walk in this club, I'ma blow it (Fly)
You keep talkin' to the ho, doin' ho shit
How can I blame these niggas? They don't know shit (Brokie), yes

[Verse: YG Teck]
I'm buyin' palettes and Cubans and Dracos (Okay)
'Til I'm done with this load, I don't take shows (I'm finished)
I done turned me an eighth into eight O's (Yes)
I third-party a play, made 'em take notes (Yeah)
I just do shit, now I'm the topic (You see)
I don't buy flowers, I buy watches
You ain't got a watch, nigga, watch how you pop it (Brokie)
You gotta put in some work, you just got lit (Yes)
You niggas tough and you broke, who you mad at? (Who you mad at?)
I see you bought her the shoes, where the bag at?
I'ma send you the verse and my ASCAP
Give me the cash or Nickel and Cash App
Gotta play with a button, won't box 'em
Like a bitch that can fuck, who can top her?
It's shit like that couple dollars (Couple dollars)
I like to play with the extras, I'm noddin' (Shh)
Don't believe if he said that he knew me (He lyin')
I'm so up right now, this a new me (Up there)
Had a play try pay me in Louis (What?)
Fuck outta here, ain't a brand that can move me (Hah)
Got the jumbo laces, the Rickys (The Rickys)
I don't want them bitches, I'm picky
If they want me, they gotta come get me
I ain't do the feature, that shit don't fit me

[Chorus: YG Teck]
I come out just to turn up the motion (Yeah)
More comin' to me now that I'm focused (Yes)
I'm in the trap, I ain't tryna be noticed (Brokie)
I hate a broke bitch and I let 'em know this (Hah)
I been playin' with the mix, now I'm loaded (Mixy)
If I walk in this club, I'ma blow it (Blow it)
You keep talkin' to the ho, doin' ho shit (I hate it)
How can I blame these niggas? They don't know shit
All my pointers are Cubans, no chokers (Crazy)
I been payin' the pills for the soldiers (Yes)
I put bags in the field for the blowers
Gave motivation to niggas that's hopeless (Yeah)
I might power up, turn up my doses (Woah)
If I walk in this club, I'ma blow it (Fly)
You keep talkin' to the ho, doin' ho shit
How can I blame these niggas? They don't know shit (Brokie), yes

[Outro: DJ Drama]
(Gangsta Grizzill)
Shout out to Park Heights
West Baltimore, what up?
YG Teck
No excuses