Don't Judge Me

Shotters getting shot, it's like we're dying how we living

Shotters getting shot, it's like we're dying how we living

Fraudsters on my block who made a livelihood a ringing

Load the pistol up and pass it down a generation

We ain't grooming kids, these children gangsters in the making

We was chasing dreams while we was living in a nightmare

Pray for your release, even though you're home in 5 years

Stuck inside these streets, it's like were living just to die here

25 to life, at 23 there ain't no life here

Please don't judge me, you don't know me

The things we do to make a little bit of money

Life is flashing in the eyes of everybody in this courtroom

[flashing in the eyes of everybody in this courtroom]

Money in between us so you know that we won't fight fair

Pray nobody sees you, if they do they leave you right here

Catch me in the dark, we use the TV for the lights, swear

**** lose their breath over some nike airs

It's just one thing that got me trippin'

They say that long lives the one who's always grippin' his gun

Don't judge me for the life I'm living

We either end up dead or in prison, oh

It's just one thing that got me trippin'

They say that long lives the one who's always grippin' his gun

Don't judge me for the life I'm living

We either end up dead or in prison, oh

White airs

I've been juggin' for a second in my white airs

On the strip it's getting dark, we selling light here

Lambos on the block to show the opps we're living life here

I was only 17 with my flicky and my nike gear

Rolling with some demons and I swear that they don't fight fair

[Pull up then we slap it, then we leave that **** right there]

Woke up in the trap but I'm still living in the nightmare

It's just me and this guitar playing a song

Don't try calling my line, I'm already gone

First class flight to Dubai, she slipping her thong

She don't mind all of the lies I already told

It's just me and this guitar playing a song

Don't try calling my line, I'm already gone

First class flight to Dubai, she slipping her thong

She don't mind all of the lies I already told

It's just one thing that got me trippin'

They say that long lives the one who's always grippin' his gun

Don't judge me for the life I'm living

We either end up dead or in prison, oh

It's just one thing that got me trippin'

They say that long lives the one who's always grippin' his gun

Don't judge me for the life I'm living

We either end up dead or in prison, oh