my fault+ Video (MV)

C'mon
You not really on that, you ain't really on that time
Uh huh okay, I go everyday, don't look at my face when I'm buyin' it all
I made me a band, by making a call, I stay in Japan, I'm seeing it all
Gotta judge on my hip, I'm laying the law, I'm with them niggas that's breaking the law
Maybe I, just gotta lose my mind
Twin said she do only fans, I do not care that ho is fine
She think I'm bluffin' cause I'm young, lemme show you something then yeah
Fin light up this Za, you won't feel the same again yeah
I call up my twin, ah steppa, real crash dummy, he flip with Beretta
Yeah, It's crazy you call me a lover huh, baby I'm really a killa
Uh huh, my twin he really a drilla, she cheat, My God, I really ah kill her
My bro, he gone, he drink out the pint, uh huh like babe is you coming tonight?
I'm gone, the Za, it's all in my blood, It's crazy how death ain't as scary as love
But I took the emotions and put it in cups and I took all the feelings and put it in blunts
And I love having fun when I'm smokin' on runtz, yo man that went missing yeah he in my dutch
Don't fall for me cause you all out of luck, I only feel love when I'm lightin' the
C'mon
You should be sacred, cause yo mans not really on that (C'mon)
He tried that runnin' up, we lay em' out, just like a doormat
Oh what's that? You got beef with us? Come back
To get this Marni, I spent some racks, Oh that's yo girl I beat her back
You best not play my twin got bags, My twin got cash, yeah you've never seen
Throw money in the air, I know it's fall but everything was green
I spend cheese without a care, know what they, that shit grow on trees
Said I rock with you a lot, she like you lov- no that's not what I mean
Yeah, sippin' the wock, I bought this watch that I can't stop
Hold up, Smokin' the gas, I got so high now I can't walk yeah
Baby you bad, but you so fine so just don't talk
I'm like where're your friends? Forgot to tell you girl that's my fault
My twin he leaning when he walk, that girl she slurring when she talk
You not my girl, that's my fault, not smokin' za knock it off
My Glock is sick I let it cough, baby I think it's contagious
When you geekin' in the party, tell the DJ go head play this