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hackey og - i'm to blame lyrics

[intro: hackey og]
come on (whoa, whoa, yeah)

[verse: hackey og]
rolling down the street bumping something obnoxious
circle ’round the projects ’til she getting nauseous
i’m a take her to the room and run her under the faucet
slippery when wet, i wrapped her up in some caution
i ain’t even see the dentist no more, never quit flossing
probably why she wanna throw it and she never quit tossing
i was on the flower young, i’m still trying to blossom
i’m just trying to rock out so i can turn to a fossil (yes sir)
i’m just here for a good not a long time
are therе any thoughts left in my right mind (i don’t know)
are therе any thots left i ain’t hit yet (i don’t know)
are there any spots left i ain’t itched yet (i don’t know)
am i through with p_ss tests
why they dilute that, that’s a mishap (i don’t know)
why ya boy still rap when he can’t rap (i don’t know)
when he ask if it’s whack, why you still cap (i don’t know)
why you feed in to his ego when it’s so fat (i don’t know)
usually i don’t open up but i’ve been on a roll
on the fold like a clothing line, i’m folding clothes
homeless in the middle of december, feeling kind of cold
i remember long nights with the open stove (sh_t)
i remember shortcomings that i overcome
remember mixing something up in to a styrofoam (yeah)
i remember putting chronic up in to my chromosomes
on my way to court bumping something i recorded on
i got friends i never see like a summer home (never see ’em)
i got places i gotta be but my license gone (gotta beat it)
i ain’t even ever crash like the drummer gone (yeah)
i was sitting on twenty_two, what your hummer on (come on, come on)
i ain’t really left the house, that’s a bummer, huh
trying to chase a pipe dream like a plumber, huh (why, why, why)
you just wanna split, have your fun and run (go ahead)
when i make it you gon’ look a little dumber, hun (go ahead, well, go ahead)
got a new freak, like to read palms
she a nineties baby, grew up watching sitcoms
keep a lighter, baby, looking like a gas bomb
pocket fighter, think she might’ve worked for capcom
when the sh_t gets hard, need a scapegoat
you ain’t never seen poor ’til the bank note come
i’m a diabetic, i don’t need to sugarcoat
homie did a bid, came home, made a eighth float for him
i’m the one to blame
i’m the reason that i’m thirty, still up on the same
i’m the reason that i still ain’t even ever toured
maybe i’m just tripping and i left it all out on the floor
[chorus: hackey og]
i don’t know
all i know’s the bills been due
i don’t know
all i know’s the thrills been through
i don’t know
all i know’s my time’s ticked up
i don’t know
probably why my rhymes picked up
i don’t know
all’s i know, my life got rough
i don’t know
all i know i came out tough
i don’t know
all in all, i got that fight
i don’t know
through the dark i found that light
i don’t know

[outro: hackey og]
ooh, baby put the blame on me
oh, no, no
baby, put the blame on me
blame on me

- hackey og

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