Aint My Fault Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I ain't for the talkin' and don't do it often But we gon' confirm some allegations
Niggas deserve some desperation Niggas deserve to do some takin
It Ain't my fault? Bitch, it's my hustle I lost the nerves for sittin' waitin
Too many birds and not enough cages All of this paper and not enough faces
You wanna be broke, ain't willing to die For what you deserve, you're not gonna make it
Me and my brother, we ready to take however it turnout we ready to face it
If we got a burnout, we doin' the race
He got the ho turnt out, she doin' the most
Get in her ear bitch I need this amount
She better come back with that shit and some more
Fuckin' kickin doors that shit for the poor
Still hittin licks thats my bitch on the low
Been fuckin' with me for the longest ??? I don't want it no more
When the time not goin', might need me a ghost
Cause nigga might hear me, won't see me no more
Gon' try to tell me, I flip or I switched
But that's how It get when shit under control That's what it is when you left on your own
Movin' in cliques I done did it before But niggas want pick who they want in control
Ridin' a dick, but you born with your own Pride of a bitch, so I guess she ain't rose
Slide with a stick, I can handle my own We two opposites, we can't even attract
It's funny, in fact, why I do it alone For these typa niggas, I need me a bat
Niggas be whack, Niggas be hoes RIP JUE but they needa FREE TRAPP
And I can't wait till my nigga get home
I ain't for the talkin' and don't do it often But we gon' confirm some allegations
Niggas deserve some desperation Niggas deserve to do some takin
It ain't my fault, bitch, it's my hustle I lost the nerves just sittin' waitin
Too many birds and not enough cages All this paper and not enough faces
You wanna be broke, ain't willing to die For what you deserve, you're not gonna make it
Just me and my brother, we ready to take however it turn out, we ready to face it
Think dat you playin' with me, you gotta be crazy
Now we can see who really get paper
But if it's up to me, I won't come back to save you
Leave it to God when it come to my anger I won't spare the rod, I won't play bout my babies
Niggas don't know about desperation
Think dat you playin' with me, you gotta be crazy Now we can see who really get paper
But if it's up to me, I won't come back to save you
Leave it to God when it come to my anger I won't spill the wine, I won't play by my
babies Niggas don't know about desperation
Just for the sake, you don't know what I take
Ain't for what you lose, I'll kick it with Aaron
Money influence my situations Monopoly, man, I've been pacin' and chasin
Thank you, man, I've been patient and thankin' Them two niggas been helpin' me make it
Gettin' me through everything, I be facin' Writin' this music, my medication
Tryin' to return to my prosperous state Thinkin' bout droppin' the dedication
After that, a Sorry for the Wait