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Cant judge me don’t know what I been through I wish I had a shorty I vent to bitches come and go just like they rentals wish my mind could erase like a pencil on that block it was just me and brodie he like shaq and lil nigga I’m kobe chose sports over shootings and ODs now we in booths trynna touch trophyies

I wish I could go back to the old me wasn’t stressed just chillin with homies man I swear y’all don’t feel what I feel I thank god that I chose the right field love pops for just keeping it real thank god that he didn’t get killed some nights I be reminiscing like it’s more than one thing that I’m missing sounds wrong but I wish I ain’t meet you yeah relationships hurt but they teach you but you could held on to that lesson it don’t matter the weather I’m stepping it don’t rain forever cause there’s blessings keep ya head up in the trenches my name please don’t mention cause I’m focused money and music put my all in this shit ima do it got a chance right now I can’t lose it when I’m rapping my shit they don’t listen brodie said keep going you different they gon hear you just give it a minute promise I ain’t gon stop till it’s finished so much pain In my heart I be singing like

Yeah so much pain in my heart I be singing turned yo back should knew you was grinning hope the back door closed got that feeling sometimes I don’t know how to feel like each other but is that love real only thing really holding me back scarred from love so that’s how I react from the trenches this shit not a game niggas kill in these streets for a name only thing I would kill for is gang take one of ours and we gon do the same

Cant judge me don’t know what I been through I wish I had a shorty I vent to bitches come and go just like they rentals wish my mind could erase like a pencil on that block it was just me and brodie he like shaq and lil nigga I’m kobe chose sports over shootings and ODs now we in booths trynna touch trophyies