Blame
 Who to blame? Who to trust? Who to love?
 I been layin' on the rough
 Tryin' drugs for a month
 Hopin' it'd keep me up
 No, this is not a bluff
 Too late to make me change
 I been feelin' like a castaway (Yeah)
 Sittin' waitin' on your page
 That you 'bout to pull up to the cave
 Then we practice fifty shades of gray
 Beatin', punchin' on the grain
 Bloody knuckles, I been sippin' muddy
 I'm so numb now 'til the run-around
 Are you sendin' me? Are you comin' now?
 'Cause I know, soon, I'll be comin' down
 I'll be comin' down, I'll be comin' down
 Darker, darker in the back of the night
 I been rollin', rollin', I been feelin' so nice
 I been got it, got it, got it, feelin' so right
 Windin', windin', why'd you wind it so tight?
 I been runnin' from my face, so precise
 I didn't get it, got me happed in my ride
 I just run up on and smashin' the side
 They're the counts, I been all in my city
 My state of mind, I been feelin' so gritty
 And I, man, I, no-no-no, my nigga
 I know-know, my nigga, I know-know, my nigga
 You know?
 Who to blame? Who to trust? Who to love?
 I been layin' on the rough
 Tryin' drugs for a month
 Hopin' it'd get me up
 Hopin' it'd make a change
 Trade the bus for a Range
 Do that shit any day, they trade the game for they chain
 I been feelin', feel ashamed, yeah
 Who to blame? Who to trust? Who to love?
 I been layin' on the rough
 Tryin' drugs for a month, yeah
 Hopin' that'd keep me up, yeah
 Never bein' up, yeah
 I been rollin' in a cup, yeah
 Rollin', rollin', in enough, yeah
 Rollin', don't you call my bluff, yeah
 Shooter shootin' at me, uh, yeah
 Shooters, shooters stick you up, yeah
 Ooh, ooh, ooh
 Ooh, ooh, ooh
 Ooh, ooh, ooh
 Ooh, ooh, ooh
 Ooh, yeah