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Fault Video (MV)




Performed By: Slaughter
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Noah Slaughter




Slaughter - Fault Lyrics
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When I lost they tried to put me ona cross
Fighting battles with my hands in double knots
Lost sight of how I could also be a plot
Cause my mind was busy staring at the clock
My wrongs was never wrong you was just soft
Or maybe you was a opp' since kick off
Focus, Keep watch, Update the jots
Paranoid, Goosebumps, Like Travis Scott
From LA we was taught to keep a knock
And that yo closest friend could be a opp
Why ion have no friends don't weigh a lot
Don't like to make amends I'll get you popped
I see you for the real and mute the talk
Yo moms did a good job you was just lost
Lookin up at god for a spot
At the gates all I could say is my fault
Stay away from the bops or tote Glock
I'll never be a nigga for you to rob
Cause my trigger cookin up like the rock
She not pressure her pussy smell like some salt
Not gon' say her name but she's a thot
Yeah not gon' say her name but she's a thot
Knowin' bout the game will leave you scarred
F*ck a gas car nigga I need a charge
Off them shrooms got you feelin' like you in mars
The way she suck it have me staring to the stars
Her ex couldn't afford her middle part
His chats about the chili must be bark
A hoe could be a undercover narc
So I pick and choose wit' much regards
Youn' get to choose where you start
But you always get to choose who you are
I be setting rules from the start
Her arch gotta be better than sub par
Recognize me quick cause ima star
But don't just up n dip on my heart
I can give you a tip like Lamar
Always hold yo guard super hard
Always hold yo guard super hard
Always hold yo guard super
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When I lost they tried to put me ona cross
Fighting battles with my hands in double knots
Lost sight of how I could also be a plot
Cause my mind was busy staring at the clock
My wrongs was never wrong you was just soft
Or maybe you was a opp' since kick off
Focus, Keep watch, Update the jots
Paranoid, Goosebumps, Like Travis Scott
From LA we was taught to keep a knock
And that yo closest friend could be a opp
Why ion have no friends don't weigh a lot
Don't like to make amends I'll get you popped
I see you for the real and mute the talk
Yo moms did a good job you was just lost
Lookin up at god for a spot
At the gates all I could say is my fault
Stay away from the bops or tote Glock
I'll never be a nigga for you to rob
Cause my trigger cookin up like the rock
She not pressure her pussy smell like some salt
Not gon' say her name but she's a thot
Yeah not gon' say her name but she's a thot
Knowin' bout the game will leave you scarred
F*ck a gas car nigga I need a charge
Off them shrooms got you feelin' like you in mars
The way she suck it have me staring to the stars
Her ex couldn't afford her middle part
His chats about the chili must be bark
A hoe could be a undercover narc
So I pick and choose wit' much regards
Youn' get to choose where you start
But you always get to choose who you are
I be setting rules from the start
Her arch gotta be better than sub par
Recognize me quick cause ima star
But don't just up n dip on my heart
I can give you a tip like Lamar
Always hold yo guard super hard
Always hold yo guard super hard
Always hold yo guard super
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Writer: Noah Slaughter
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