Can't Blame Me - Nines, HAILE

ICB, free my nigga

My nigga Maestrizy in the building

Huh!

All-All…

All I do is fly birds niggas know that I does this

Two packs in the van, call it poetic justice

I shot pies, baby I don’t rob guys

Michael Corleone’s wardrobe 'cause I got mob ties

Breezing in the coupe, screaming free my nigga Snoop

If they ain’t selling 1arda bud I’m leaning on them yutes

I can’t party without an iron

Can’t believe ma nigga telling me wallahi and he’s lying

So much fiends on a line, had to phone a helper

Had the alleyway looking like a homeless shelter

Came off probation, started flying round the planet

You were stylin in the bookies, I was lying on a hammock

Ask about me I had stacks

Way before I made 50 bags off of snapbacks

I get my yayo from the source

It wasn’t no rental when I came through with the Porsche

You can’t blame me, I fell in love with the road, Got myself into this situation

You can’t blame me, with all this money on the road, how the fuck you expect me

to be this patient?

You can’t blame me, A nigga just tryna get on his grind, no shine no sleep on

ma mind

Now you hate me, all it do is time just to bill up my line now you mad that you

ain’t me

I used to be a DJ all I wanted to do was buy decks

Then I learnt to whip now I’m mixing in the pyrex

I pray none of my brudda’s is a judas

Thought that guy was genuine but he was just another opportunist

Picture me going broke, when kilo got a cunch spot

But my nigga helmo be making G’s just off one shot

My nigga tyrell’s line’s nowhere near average

Plus connect drops me boxes, Call of Duty care package

I ain’t like them other niggas I got big dreams

The crop’s green with orange hair look like android 16

Try claim he’s a boss

But I don’t ever see them guys break people off

She might look nice but I ain’t making her my wifey

I’ve been running through them lighties since the motherfucking 90's

You niggas heard Nines went broke, that’s a myth

My new whip could’ve been in Tokyo drift

You can’t blame me

You can’t blame me

You can’t blame me, I fell in love with the road, Got myself into this situation

You can’t blame me, with all this money on the road, how the fuck you expect me

to be this patient?

You can’t blame me, A nigga just tryna get on his grind, no shine no sleep on

ma mind

Now you hate me, all it do is time just to bill up my line now you mad that you

ain’t me