Blame

Santino Benvegnu

Why put your blame on me? I have my limits

What you saying of me? That ain´t ruining my image

42 in a pants, I have to flip it

A part of life that I had to skip it

Why put your blame on me? I have my limits

What you saying of me? That ain´t ruining my image

42 in a pants, I have to flip it

A part of life that I had to skip it

Dispite, dispite everybody want my image

In those times everyone had his own scrimmage

Nowadays I need God's blessings

Next days I will need the good senses

Your diamonds not real, You don´t have the drip

Keeping a secret, do you know how it feels?

CV-19, waiting lot, ain´t be ill

Waiting my money, it´s coming to hill

I don´t know what type of games is you playing

But I will tell you Don´t fuck up my game

Walking on the school and they know my name

You are talking with the future La Flame

2020 is when I´m getting my fame

I don´t wanna 1 mill, I just wanna seis

3:01 A.M. thinking in finesse

Lookin´ the past but it´s time to forget

All the day I´ve been thinking in progress

Ain´t nobody can press me with the press

Nobody can answer my request

Nobody can beat me in the chess

I´m controlling fa´

I´m controlling that

I´ve been moving in

Getting psycho now

I didn´t change a fuck

I won´t tell you lies ´cause gotta shit to do and other to move

He went stupid with

I got a new ´fit

I don´t fuck with him

Please don´t tell me shit

I don´t know were you been, I don´t when he ceased

Billie Jean, Billie Jean

Skinny jeans, moving in

A JetSki and Jewelry

Im in the mood and becoming a beast

Why put your blame on me? I have my limits

What you saying of me? That ain´t ruining my image

42 in a pants, I have to flip it

A part of life that I had to skip it

Why put your blame on me? I have my limits

What you saying of me? That ain´t ruining my image

42 in a pants, I have to flip it

A part of life that I had to skip it

Dispite, dispite everybody want my image

In those times everyone had his own scrimmage

Nowadays I need God's blessings

Next days I will need the good senses

I´ve been moving on a trippy trippy side like the navy with my shit

I´ve been praying for my enemies but in a moment I just had to cease

Didn´t know that my homies had to betray me

You don´t even know how many times I had to cease

Everyday my hands are fully covered in tint

90 days and is getting more quick and more sick

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