[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