While you were round It ain't my bitch Dragging me down It ain't my fault It ain't my call Out of my way Out of my day Out of your mind and into mine It's no more

Nobody's fault Tell me that it's nobody's fault Say it's true, I know it's true I know it's true When they catch all they wanted from you And they find that's all you knew Pack your bags from another town It's time to move

It's all your fault Because you were perfect You called me beautiful You turned me out And now I can't turn back But I'm running out of air And it's not fair I hold my breath I conjure up the thought of being gone

In the first place! So it's your fault! No, it isn't! The other bean? Wait a minute! It's your fault!

'Cause I know this whole crazy ride's in your hands Hello, it's been too long My fault I haven't called Thank you for picking up the phone I've been swimming around Trying hard not to drown Waiting on my life calling to sound And I'm hangin' on best as I

Some girls start crying, some girliez run away I'm like 'huh what the fuck man okay' Just relax yourself baby, its gonna be okay It's not my fault I was born dis way I'm an african come on girl you know whats up This big motherfuckin dick is whats up

Stay with me until I fall asleep Stay with me I'm not ready to go It's not your fault love You didn't know, you didn't know Kiss it all better, He sits in his cell, And he lays on his bed Covers his head and closes his eyes

I think we have an emergency Cause I've seen love die way too many times When it deserved to be alive (It deserved to be alive) When you deserved to be alive, alive So, are you listening? So, are you watching me? It's really not your fault To talk about

It's my own fault, baby Treat me the way you want to do Yes, at the time, you were loving me, baby At that time, little girl, I didn't love you At that time, little girl, I wouldn't be true Used to make your own pay checks, baby And bring them all home

I'm so tired We are not cool no mo' as far as I can see You kicked me down I've fallen, I'm crawlin' It's all your fault Of all the problems you've been causin' me Mo' money, mo' problems it is Now I'm back to writin' my lyrical novel again I'm holdin'