Текст песни Ain't My Fault - Feese

I ain't her type no more, she said we grew apart
All these bands on me, she said it changed my heart
I was down, but I grind and play my part
While they was shinin', I was sittin' in the dark

Check my scars, cause my back is filled with darts
They turned on me when situations got hard
Now they down and need some money out my vault
But I'm like, nah, ahhh it ain't my fault

Blue cheese fallin' out my pocket
I ain't goin' unless a nigga leave a profit
If you want it, then I got it, come and get it
All my click is stay with it, we committed

Bustin' bands on bands on these freaks
It's okay, I'll make it back by next week
Everybody know that this shit be weak
You ain't gotta talk to see me in the streets

Keep a pistol on my hip cause I got rights
Niggas talkin' all that shit, don't lose your life
I just fly like a bird or a kite
I got hoes fuckin' hoes like they dykes

You a bitch, you a ho, you a slut
You wife that bitch, I had my finger in her butt
Now she wanna leave the club with the gang
She impressed by all these diamonds in my chain

I ain't her type no more, she said we grew apart
All these bands on me, she said it changed my heart
I was down, but I grind and play my part
While they was shinin', I was shittin' in the dark

Check my scars, cause my back is filled with darts
They turned on me when situations got hard
Now they down and need some money out my vault
But I'm like, no, ohhhh, it ain't my fault

Blue cheese fallin' out my pocket
Ain't from Houston, but you know we keep them rockets
I'm the plug and your bitch act like the socket
She keep blowin' up my phone, she wanna bop it

I told her stop it
Ice up on my neck, look like a cockpit
Diamonds dancin' like they Usher, wait
Got a confession, I like head up on the interstate

Keep me a weapon, play with mine, you be a dinner plate
Bitches say I changed, but I been this way
In the crib, I rock my robe, look like a sensei
You a chasin' pussy, I was gettin' paid

I don't fuck with niggas anyway
The hate be real, but the love is fake
Baby, I'm just gettin' cake
Bitches wanna slice, they gotta give me face

I ain't her type no more, she said we grew apart
All these bands I get, she said it changed my heart
I was down, but I grind and play my part
While they was shinin', I was sittin' in the dark

Check my scars, cause my back is filled with darts
They turned on me when situations got hard
Now they down and need some money out my vault
But I'm like, nah, ohhhh, it ain't my fault