Lyrics Who is to Blame - Merkules, A3C

Who is to Blame

I’ve been lookin' for a place I can roll this weed
Heartbox heavy til you find it hard to breathe
I’m goin' insane.
but tell me who is to blame?
I’m trynna find a place I can roll this weed
Heartbox envy til you find it hard to breathe
But it’s nothin' to me.
no, it’s nothin' to me
'Ya all fuckin' with me
Runnin' out of money and my chick got me stressin'
I’m still growin' up, I’m trynna pick my direction
I’ve come to the conclusion not a this my profession
Obsession, still sassine, obsessed with perfection (It's hard)
And sometimes you need a minute, to take a hard look at your life and who’s in
it, I did it
And that’s why I’m always nervous, and the only time I really talk about it
through my verses
The wordsmith, I guess that what’s they callin' me, astonishing,
they act like I just went and won the lottery
But.
it’s far from it, I still got a small budget, my team so mean on the
scene, your squad rubbish
Ah, I keep truckin'.
I won’t let nobody stop me, but don’t mistake my
confidence as arrogant and cocky
I put 'em to the side.
yeah, I’m wearin' out the laundry, you look into my
eyes it’s like you starin' at a zombie
I’ve been lookin' for a place I can roll this weed
Heartbox heavy til you find it hard to breathe
I’m goin' insane.
but tell me who is to blame?
I’m trynna find a place I can roll this weed
Heartbox envy til you find it hard to breathe
But it’s nothin' to me.
no, it’s nothin' to me
'Ya all fuckin' with me
It’s funny how people change when the monies involved
They try to act like they’re friend your friend
And they don’t want it at all
But really every single second of the day they plot
It’s doesn’t matter, just as long as they can make their guap.
and it’s hard
Meanwhile I’m just smokin' in the corner, callin' restaurants, debating what
I’m 'bout to order, a stoner and it never will change
They say their clemens like a dispensary was several strains
I don’t need even a card to say no medical thing
It’s why I go just to relax and get my head in the game, man
Holy shit, I’m 'bout to lose it, I do this til they see that I’m the
motherfuckin' blueprint of music, 'ya don’t even got a clue, it’s hard trynna
keep my mind of that two six ya
And to be honest I ain’t tryin' I’m lion and I’m hungry
What the fuck you talkin' about a diet?
I’ve been lookin' for a place I can roll this weed
Heartbox heavy til you find it hard to breathe
I’m goin' insane.
but tell me who is to blame?
I’m trynna find a place I can roll this weed
Heartbox envy til you find it hard to breathe
But it’s nothin' to me.
no, it’s nothin' to me
'Ya all fuckin' with me