Don't Judge Me

I remember slidin' in the whip we had the windows tinted
Saw him walk across the room so we put some bullets in it
God forgive me for my sins but I had to handle business
Please don't judge me by these actions I had to make hard decisions
Hoes and fuck you and set you up I swear these bitches wicked
Ran snow money up so fast I done made a half a ticket
Respect my moms too much I couldn't whip up in her kitchen
I ain't do it at her house so I found a spot to whip it
Some of my homies told me cool out
Some say I'm trippin'
Hole inside me from my pain
Fill it up with what I'm sippin'
Late night swervin' through the lanes
Me and gang was on a mission
Mind programmed like a business bitch it's all about commission
It don't matter how you got it nigga long as you gone get it
Let me know bout what you need if I ain't got it I can get it
Steppin' over shit it ain't no more gettin' in where you fit in
Keep saliva on me ain't no question as to why I'm spittin'
But for now I'm just

Posted on the block Glock tucked came with lasers
Say they coming for our blood that don't phase us
Shells we carry they don't leave a hole they leave craters
We let the guns talk we not debaters
I was payin' bills sellin' shit no more workin'
Ran this money up and bought my moms a Birken
Momma found out I was sellin' said it wasn't worth it
Said I was playing with my life like it was worthless

Kells fighting a murder case
That shit really hurt today
Inspired me to make money I done flipped a bird today
How many feigns I serve today
They need me like emergencies
None this shit is stepped on
I ain't serving curb today
Took a trip out to Ohio just to hit a stain
I was sleepin' in the car plottin' sittin' in the rain
I was walking up to his crib as the nigga walking out
Had the 40 in my hand
Homie had to talk me down
How I go from selling grams of dope to sellin' crack and coke
10 dollars was in my pocket
Something I can't settle for
Working on my days off
Sell it all and grab some more
Now I pull the strings on the feigns that's Geppetto's rope

When I bend his block I see his house and I start scorching shit
On his block I let off shots I won't stop til I score some shit
If I hit his girlfriend shit it's just unfortunate
Leave the bodies filled with holes they gone need some porcelain

Tryna fight these demons off
But I swear that it be hard
With this fire in my palms I reunite him with his moms
A lil psycho in the mind
I don't dare a nigga try me
If he come and get me imma take 'em with me kamikaze
Used to be a loving kid now I dream of droppin' bodies
Keep a pole on me so they can't talk about how they got me
I barely rest no sleepin' in
Roll up inhale breathe it in
When I make it to them gates I hope that God gone see me in
But for now I'm

Posted on the block Glock tucked came with lasers
Say they coming for our blood that don't phase us
Shells we carry they don't leave a hole they leave craters
We let the guns talk we not debaters
I was payin' bills sellin' shit no more workin'
Ran this money up and bought my moms a Birken
Momma found out I was sellin' said it wasn't worth it
Said I was playing with my life like it was worthless



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Writer(s): Ahmad Morocco
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