Can You Blame Him

Came to the end of the road
and yeah it's dark
I'm lost without a spark
Friends and family disappeared
Lost grace, no despair
Was bubbling for some years
Came up off a thing or two
White moving swiftly
Snitches singing like some angles
No, I aint no angle
But fame is what came duke
Lexus, Rovers, and big chains
Is what a nigga came to
Bitches, they all humpin'
Trying to feed off of something
Name ring bells
Touch down in every cell
From Water Town to Fort Dix
Name hold weight like bricks
Had the whole club sippin' on bottles
While partying with models
They all beggin' to be my rider boo
But no, I ride with boo....
45 is what I call her
Leave hollows inside of you
In and out of town
They tellin' me to slow down
But how can a nigga clown
When his face is on frown?
So forget that!
This money is how I get back
At all them nights
And all them days
A nigga was wishing
He would've been paid
So say....
Do yourself a favor,
Try to walk in my shoes
Before they where Mauri gators!