It's My Fault ft. Big 54 Lyrics

Yeah

I can't even tell them bout it

She gone sink like warm bodies

Did some stains, they don't know about it

Don't like me, fuck you, no problem

Hittas with me like John Gotti

Boy quiet up, don't talk bout it

My brothers all drowning

One call & they all bout it

I get in my head

I got my bands, bread & my led

I done seen gang members turn fed

I seen affiliated turn dead

I been in a war

Feel like I need an award

Brodie I give you my word

It's my turn

I need my bag ready, when I hop in the back I got gang with me

Seen a foreign lil hoe & she bad with it

I been son'ing these rappers, I'm dad with it

When my brodie just died we was all pouring

Got a feeling we'll make it, we all touring

Hit the court with the gang & we all scoring

I got Michael with me like my name Jordan

Now I'm

Faded off my drink

She a bad lil dime

I been into some things

Lotta money gone fall

Flying whips like Duval

Skeletons in my vault

If I win, it's my fault

Said don't talk to me, cause my brodie died & ion like y'all

Need a bad bitch, not an eyesore

Got a fossil bag, she a Dinah sore

If my gang win, know it's my fault

Get them bottles ready, ion take shots

Flip the whip like my brakes locked

Talk on gang, you get face shots

Model bitches get back shots

Walk on gang, you get bitch slapped

Talk my shit & that's big facts

Ion even like broke hoes, wanna fuck with me then get big bands

Why would I wanna take drugs

Bad hoes wanna make plans

I done went & pissed federal before y'all even got state jams

Yeah

Like I

I know we ain't, we ain't doing none of that

We, yeah

We been through too much

Come on

Let's go

I been through too much you can't even look in my eyes

My mans is gone, I think about him floating through the sky

Life is real

You can't rent it, it's not Enterprise

54

Big dawg, boy I be living life

I blow smoke

I get drunk

I wanna be the President just like I'm Donald Trump

Big 54

Know I get it up

I was down broke

Then I ran it up

Living real good, presidential status

I was really down broke but now I'm living lavish

Boy I pick & choose, like all of my moods, I hop around like a rabbit

I'm coughing hard off OG Kush

I need a mask, yeah

My iPhone broke, where you gone text me from

If I was down broke, all on my ass homeless as hell, would you rent me a home

If I only had five dollars to my name would you give me a loan

You got forty acres to your name, would you give me a zone

Look baby, baby bitch she splash out

Hit the mall & cash out

Baby threw that pussy on my dick so I can relax now

Purple mango kush mixed with OG

High as hell, 54 feel like he sitting in the nosebleeds

I know, I know

I know like everybody in the building better hush up

Like.. nigga

I got my brothers with me, like, nigga

Every time we, we come in the building we drippin sauce, like

We be dripping major sauce, like

Nigga taught y'all niggas how to live, nigga

We know how to, we know how to survive, like

You undersplash me

We know how to live life too, so.. so just sit back & watch how we work, you Undersplash me

Let's go

Said don't talk to me, cause my brodie died & ion like y'all

Need a bad bitch, not an eyesore

Got a fossil bag, she a Dinah sore

If my gang win, know it's my fault

Get them bottles ready, ion take shots

Flip the whip like my brakes locked

Talk on gang, you get face shots

Model bitches get backshots

Walk on gang, you get bitch slapped

Talk my shit & that's big facts

Ion even like broke hoes, wanna fuck with me then get big bands

Why would I wanna take drugs?

Bad hoes wanna make plans

I done went & pissed federal before y'all even got state jams