All Your Fault Lyrics - Hopsin

I'm so tired 

Of all the problems you've been causing me 

We are not cool no mo' far as I can see 

You done kicked me down, I've fallen 

I'm crawling, it's all your fault 

More money, more problems it is 

Now I'm back to writing my lyrical novel again 

I'm holding on grenades and I'm trying to not pull a pin 

I done contemplated on downing a bottle of gin 

'Cause maybe that'll calm my nerves and get my ass on track 

I'm on the fucking edge, I snapped and I just can't go back 

I have no class, I'm cut from how my last hoe act 

She tried to ruin me, she damn near made my cash flow crash 

I fucking hate this bitch, her name could sit on a grave 

Only reason she ain't dead is 'cause my kid on the way 

The bitch is pregnant and she stripping, dodging minimum wage 

She done kick me down, locked me up and spit on my face 

I bought a ring for this bitch just to set it in stone 

My headache has grown, damn I should've left it alone 

Now heaven is gone, so is my love and it won't return 

Welcome to hell bitch, I hope you burn because 

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I'm so tired 

Of all the problems you've been causing me 

We are not cool no mo' far as I can see 

You done kicked me down, I've fallen 

I'm crawling, it's all your fault 

Listen little nigga, we ain't in the same shoes 

You ain't built a name or even paid dues 

Dammit, I'm ashamed of what it came to 

And if you had have ever reached my level of fame guaranteed Dame would have played you 

He's in the wrong, don't give me hate for it 

You know him better than me, y'all always had a broken relationship 

Now you looking at me like I'm Satan's spawn 

But five years ago you had made the same diss song 

Why don't you put it out? Show the world you hate your brother too 

Don't be afraid to show the truth, shit you ain't got much to lose 

Anyone can hold a gun up but who's brave enough to shoot? 

You know damn well he's addicted to waking up to loot 

If you seen the shit I seen, you would've taken sides with me 

But you fucking disappeared and you ain't even ride with me 

And now you wanna return when the label hit the bottom 

Nigga fuck you and your phoney mental problems 

I'm so tired 

Of all the problems you've been causing me 

We are not cool no mo' far as I can see 

You done kicked me down, I've fallen 

I'm crawling, it's all your fault 

Too many motherfuckers judge my life 

And make me out to be a monster like I love my strife 

Too many motherfuckers pick at what the fuck I write 

They hate to see me shine, they wish they could cut my light 

I use my music as my public diary, it's what inspires me 

It's why your fucking son admires me, come and fire me 

Settle with the hell that I was put in, nuh-uh 

You motherfuckers keep forgetting I'm too good at my job 

Y'all shoulda knew this, some think I'm too retarded and stupid 

Overnight I just went and started a movement 

The power at my fingertips is greater than Funk Volume and Ruthless 

Ha Ha, you still losing, you niggas thought you could do it 

Go crawl in some sewage, you niggas ain't no entrepreneurs 

You fucked with Hopsin Da Ruler and now I'm hollerin' screw ya 

Hallelujah, all the deadweight is finally cut off 

Niggas the throne is mine so stay the fuck off 

I'm so tired 

Of all the problems you've been causing me 

We are not cool no mo' far as I can see 

You done kicked me down, I've fallen 

I'm crawling, it's all your fault