[Intro]

Papoose, Pa-poose

[Verse 1]

I came in the game with the fame on the brain

What a shame I was in and the changes are taming

All the lames of the game kept staying on my lane

But this train on the brain it was drained

No pain, no game, cocaine, dope game

We was raised by the things we were slinging

Shot us straight in the veins and I ain't been the same

So they staying that I was facing the rainman

Real cake is the same, you were wasting your chance by making it rain

I was raining!

To depend with the thing were you bang with your gang

If you bang with your gang better claim it!

And in fact I stayed it was never ever caded

So what I thought was caded related

We got the pitcher in our places soon as I lace it

Created pain and frame it!

I can send the races with snakes

Fakeness the hatred straight to the Matrix

Drop tune just so you can face it

Basic, embrace it, raise it, bass it appraise it

Everybody wanna be boss when it's all good

When it goes to the left they complain it

The responsibilities for your own action

What did happen captain

Stop blaming!

[Hook:]

Is this for your fault, my fault their fault, out fault

Stop blaming!

I was gonna play fingers to go to bad guy

He did it, she did it, stop blaming!

Sometimes she happens cause it happens when it happens

Gotta stop blaming!

Every time you put your fingers back at somebody else

You hold your finger point back at you!

Stop blaming!

[Verse 2]

I took my chance to my stance to enhance in events

You're the champ, I'm a take your belt

Sniff coke, shoot dope, take bats off

So you can swallow pills to disgrace your health

You'll be spending on the strippers

Checking on benches giving all your riches

You just waste your wealth

The song goes on, you're a poor old pal

When all goes wrong gotta blame yourself

I will be yarning some carrying still revolve

Was pop take a grudge to his grave

These feelings he feel were hard

I will be honored to bury your filthy coffin

Build in all this filthy nuisance

Just to ease your guilty conscious

I never walk without a strap closer then a lag

Closer to my lap put the blaze the weapon

You pointing on the rap woke us out of sense

Pull a lot of racks, damn momma raised a legend!

We're tolling on the check tolling on a jet

Put the tool behind your back ain't paper toward us

We go to total getting names just to hate a lame

Never would have take the blame, but you take the credit!

[Hook:]

Is this for your fault, my fault their fault, out fault

Stop blaming!

I was gonna play fingers to go to bad guy

He did it, she did it, stop blaming!

Sometimes she happens cause it happens when it happens

Gotta stop blaming!

Every time you put your fingers back at somebody else

You hold your finger point back at you!

Stop blaming!