Blame Me

Dequindray Jones, Quinton Gardner, Ronald Brown

Ooh
I've been wondering why these niggas, why they hatin', why they change on me?
Ooh
I put everybody on, but when they lost, they put the blame on me
Lately, I've been tripping, I ain't been feeling like myself
I was in positions that I should've never played a part in
I gave them all my heart and they left me so scarred
Ooh
They crossed me and you helped them play a part in it

See they left me out in the cold, wanted me to freeze
How many people that I helped out, that you wouldn't even believe
I paid commissaries, I even paid lawyer fees
I turnt around looked up, ain't nobody helped me when I was in need
They gave me bail, shoutout to my granny
Now I'm in palm trees in Miami
Killers on go now, they understand me
You want a Perc, call me and Heavy
I put the little homies in the car and tell 'em to go
Went to school with niggas that I war with
They know I'm big killer, that's for sure (I ain't never, I ain't never)
I ain't ever pressed about no ho (no)
I ain't ever pressed about no bitch
I was down bad with all of my dogs and then I came up and still ain't switch
They tryna put me in they category with everybody else
I gave my last to so many niggas that watched me starve and still ain't help
Ayy

Ooh
I've been wondering, why these niggas, why they hatin', why they change on me?
Ooh
I put everybody on, but when they lost, they put the blame on me
Lately, I've been tripping, I ain't been feeling like myself
I was in positions that I should've never played a part in
I gave them all my heart and they left me so scarred
Ooh
They crossed me and you helped them play a part in it

You don't know how it feel to be locked down and your niggas ain't answer calls
You ain't ever spent a dollar on a lawyer, but you have the nerve to blow it in the mall
You don't know how it feel to lose it all
We was all dogs out here serving, dog
Out here buying ounces of hard, when I was tryna put you on game of raw
I remember going out to go see the plug, brought you on your first drip
They know Pressa's trap house booming
Me and crodie split down a brick
I ain't never upped the price, that was it
We going halves, even on a hit
He was my brother, just a different mother
Go in my closet, get you a fit
Slept in the same bed, same covers
Nothing to eat at night, we would suffer
Took Ls to a point we was broke
Sitting and plotting how we gon' recover
Niggas laughed at us, they thought it was a joke
But Pressa, he coming from 36-0
Lately, I feel like I can't even trust you
Think I like it better when we was broke

Ooh
I've been wondering, why these niggas, why they hatin', why they change on me?
Ooh
I put everybody on, but when they lost they put the blame on me
Lately, I've been tripping, I ain't been feeling like myself
I was in positions that I should've never played a part in
I gave them all my heart and they left me so scarred
Ooh
They crossed me and you helped them play a part in it

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Who composed the song “Blame Me” by Pressa?
The song “Blame Me” by Pressa was composed by Dequindray Jones, Quinton Gardner, Ronald Brown.

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