Lyrics

[Chorus] Ayy, why they tryna put the blame on dude? If you try to go against me then it's shame on you They got the chains on you, they goin' ape on you Just 'cause you got some BAPE on shoes And you cookin' in the kitchen with the same-old foods Nowadays, they just wanna hate on you They'll stick the fate on you They throwing shade at you To go against people you love, man, they made you to This song was made for you [Verse] This that love shit, that lovey-love shit That "we-just-hit-a-dub" shit I've heard enough shit Outta your mouth, you just want clout You just want attention on your name, yeah You're thе one to blame, yeah Don't talk on my—mmh, yеah Boy, we not the same, yeah Uh, used to do this for the fame, mmh, mmh Now I'm stuck right to the game, mmh, mmh Mama said that I'd be nothing, mmh, mmh Now I'm the big bad wolf, huffin', puffin', ayy, ayy This for my fam who made it out the struggle You're a Hufflepuff, at least you're not a muggle They gettin' mad 'bout insults on the internet Go join the other incels on the internet They tryna talk on me but I done been here, yeah They tryna talk on me but they ain't been here yet They tryna talk on me like I ain't been here yet At the peak of the mountain, you ain't been there yet For a Christian, you just really don't know 'bout your values I'm callin' them a weirdo, man, I guess I just had to I said I didn't like 'em and they got mad too Tried to help 'em with some shit and they just mad booed They said I had to let go at the after party My bitch done some things but I ain't mad at shawty Sea done told me to cover up my past But I'm proud of my past, well, no, but it ain't comin' last Some people I thought was good They turned out to be clowns Some people thought they was hood Then BL!ZZXRD turned 'em around Some people talkin' on me, you don't even know my name You actin' like we homies, but really, to you, I can't blame What a shame Why they praise The Devil and the 666? If they wanna go then they can lick this dick In the Garden of Eden on the littest shit Fuck a fruit, I don't need that just to rip this shit I saw a "333" in my bedroom They talkin' shit 'bout me like I need headroom I don't really care 'bout who you said to You just a traitor in the making, bro, don't let fools Don't let 'em get you What a shame [Chorus] Ayy, why they tryna put the blame on dude? If you try to go against me then it's shame on you They got the chains on you, they goin' ape on you Just 'cause you got some BAPE on shoes And you cookin' in the kitchen with the same-old foods Nowadays, they just wanna hate on you They'll stick the fate on you They throwing shade at you To go against people you love, man, they made you to This song was made for you