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Don't Judge Me...

 

Don't Judge Me...

(アルバム: Everybody Is F.O.O.D. 3 - 2019)


I wear my heart on my sleeve, yeah
Don't judge me
I be speaking my mind at the wrong fucking time
But fuck it, nigga, don't judge me
Wear my emotions on my sleeve, nigga
But don't judge me
I be speaking my mind at the wrong fucking time
But fuck it, nigga, don't judge me
Nigga, don't judge me

Don't let niggas trick you out your spot, tryna get the shit you got
Get positioned on the top, I done witnessed it a lot
When my nigga went to prison, he was bit and he was locked
I had warrants so I couldn't go and visit him up top (Free my nigga, though)
I'ma give you my life, I'ma give you my word
I'ma give you my story, no, this shit just not worth
Shit so vivid, feel like you still on that curb
When that fiend came pregnant and she still got served
When I shot that nigga and I ain't wanna do it
But where I'm from if you pull your gun then you better use it (Facts)
I recollect in the booth so I make better music (Uh-huh)
Real niggas playing my shit, they say it's therapeutic

I wear my heart on my sleeve, yeah
Don't judge me
I be speaking my mind at the wrong fucking time
But fuck it, nigga, don't judge me
Wear my emotions on my sleeve, nigga
But don't judge me
I be speaking my mind at the wrong fucking time
But fuck it, nigga, don't judge me
Nigga, don't judge me

Homie, we are not the same, our life is mad different
Trust me, trigger finger on this MAC itching
Remember me, pack flipping in my black Pippens
Don't judge me, I was just tryna get a bag, listen
I hate the fact that my baby mama is mad tripping
Changed her phone number on me and acting mad distant (Oh, word?)
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't seen my son since last Christmas (I know)
I could've reached out but I don't do the ass kissing (Not at all)
Don't judge me 'cause I'm a nigga with too much pride (Way too much pride)
I wanna get past the past, all I can do is try
But when I try, everything I do, it get scrutinized
But I ain't never giving up, for my youth, I'ma ride
I hope one day you can find it in your heart to forget
And if you can't, then I respect it, it is what it is
Listen, everybody is food, now I'm three for three
Don't judge me, I'm just being me

And I wear my heart on my sleeve, yeah
But don't judge me
I be speaking my mind at the wrong fucking times
But fuck it, nigga, don't judge me
Wear my emotions on my sleeve, nigga
But don't judge me
I be speaking my mind at the wrong fucking time
Fuck it, nigga, don't judge me
Nigga, don't judge me

Yeah, yeah
Can't judge me, nigga
I'm only human, I ain't perfect
I'm close, though
Yeah
Nigga, don't judge me

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