DON'T JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER

Aye
Are you proud

Are you proud of me

Are you proud

Aye
Yeah
Aye
Came out of heaven
Now I'm in hell
Born in a tough place
Made me who I am
I could've finished school but I don't fuck with scams
Nah
I don't fuck with scams
Judging me
You don't know who I am
Judging me
You don't know what I've been through
If a gun was to your head tell me what would you do
If a gun was to your head tell me what would you do
I was fifteen
Money on his mind
He got big dreams
Nobody ain't believe in him so he believed in himself
Mama told me to put that green down
I can't do that mama
It's good for my mental health
I know you drink because it relaxes you
I know you drink because it relaxes you
I know you drink because it relaxes you
I am so sorry
For what I put you through
I am so sorry
I know that we tried
To make things
Work

I'm not in Michigan no more but my heart still cold
Working through all my pain
I have to reach my goals
I'd rather have holes in my sock than have me some hoes
When you ain't got no money

Aye
When you ain't got no money
Where'd everybody go
Only want you for your money
Only want you for the people around you
You said I can call you when I want
You don't even answer your calls
You don't even answer your calls

Answer your calls

Left me on voicemail

Answer my calls
Being real
It's common sense
Loyal
Is love
Love is not loyal

If you got my back
Have my back

I stand on my words
You stand on your words

It's
It's
Not hard

At least for me it's not



Credits
Writer(s): Arthrell Threets
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