Don't Judge Me

28 years young
Light skinned latino
Si habla espanol
My lingo is bilingual
Get it popping like Pringle
Here we go again
Raider hat cocked brim
Crispy white airs
Maltese on my chain
Haters turning heads
Sayin damn
Couple letters on the addy
Few spokes on the caddy
And they ask what I'm doing?
Just Stunting like my daddy
Never did it for the fame or the money
I did for my town & my people who ain't had nothing
Pima Arizona
To Porterville Killa Cali
Same dude you always knew busting raps putting on for my city
Girl, Please don't judge me
No, No, No, please don't say you love me
I'm young and I'm dumb and I'm turning up
Turning up turning up
Whoaa
I'm young and I'm dumb and I'm turning up
Whoaa

Kids who used to laugh in highschool
Bumpin my brand new single
Now ain't that somethin'
Back in the day they was all buggin
All the hot females couldn't get a call from em
Now they all talking bout me like Kim & Kanye
Got a spot in they bed for me wearing red lingerie
Some still stuck in my past
Like a wedgie on a hot day wanting free tickets
And getting mad when they gotta pay
Middle finger to the judge that tried to lock me away
I'm the gingerbread man enjoying life everyday
To understand the book
Can't read one page
Don't say you love me I ain't with those games
Girl, Please don't judge me
No, No, No, please don't say you love me
I'm young and I'm dumb and I'm turning up
Turning up turning up
Whoaa
I'm young and I'm dumb and I'm turning up
Turning up turning up
Whoaa



Credits
Writer(s): Cody Silva
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