CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Shame On Me
Yeah
You gave me one chance to make it right, I made it worse (Yeah)
Still forgave me, Rollie on your wrist, I made it work
Remember when I was hidin' out, you had to pray in church
We had a madness broad day and let that eighty burst
You could probably write a book about me if you're well-observed
Lobster in the *****, I just turn up, table reserved
Louis bags, gold zips to make my lady smile
But we could 'ttempt to cover up the sh*t I gave you
Wild sleepless nights 'cause I was f**kin' 'round (Yeah)
We're really on these streets, gettin' every f**kin' pound (Pound)
Send five hoes to the nail tech and I pick the colours
Gotta watch 'em take a Plan B in front of me, I don't hit with rubbers (Yeah)
I love my team, I couldn't pick my brothers
We stick together 'cause we pray salah together
Bow down to Allah together
Ramadan comes, we fast together
Break and eat and laugh together
So, sometimes I feel like I don't wanna live but can't kill myself
If you been through what I been through, you'd never feel yourself
I'm tryna take some Percs and lean so I can't feel myself
n***a like me been so high that I can't feel myself
Mentally unstable criminal, I ain't no role model
I'm reachin' for my cup, I'm half asleep, I can't see no bottle
Probably got more machines than they got in the police station
I got a burner in her crib and she a famous well-known model (Ah)
I'm in a Bentley Bentaga, twenty-five on me
I'm doin' tweets, I'm doin' lives, can't keep their eyes off me
They all deceitful, all despise, want the demise of me
Two bustdowns and both have got the wrong time on 'em
You gave me one chance to make it right, I made it worse (Yeah)
Still forgave me, Rollie on your wrist, I made it work
Remember when I was hidin' out, you had to pray in church
We had a madness broad day and let that eighty burst
You could probably write a book about me if you're well-observed
Lobster in the *****, I just turn up, table reserved
Louis bags, gold zips to make my lady smile
But we could 'ttempt to cover up the sh*t I gave you
Wild sleepless nights 'cause I was f**kin' 'round (Yeah)
We're really on these streets, gettin' every f**kin' pound (Pound)
Send five hoes to the nail tech and I pick the colours
Gotta watch 'em take a Plan B in front of me, I don't hit with rubbers (Yeah)
I love my team, I couldn't pick my brothers
We stick together 'cause we pray salah together
Bow down to Allah together
Ramadan comes, we fast together
Break and eat and laugh together
So, sometimes I feel like I don't wanna live but can't kill myself
If you been through what I been through, you'd never feel yourself
I'm tryna take some Percs and lean so I can't feel myself
n***a like me been so high that I can't feel myself
Mentally unstable criminal, I ain't no role model
I'm reachin' for my cup, I'm half asleep, I can't see no bottle
Probably got more machines than they got in the police station
I got a burner in her crib and she a famous well-known model (Ah)
I'm in a Bentley Bentaga, twenty-five on me
I'm doin' tweets, I'm doin' lives, can't keep their eyes off me
They all deceitful, all despise, want the demise of me
Two bustdowns and both have got the wrong time on 'em
