Judge Me Songtext
von T-Rell
Judge Me Songtext
Real nigga, real nigga, real nigga radio
Ayo, 0
See, those who can′t relate will never understand
And critics judge based on what is
Outside the content of understanding
Stop wasting time tryna straighten niggas
We got a bag to get
By all means necessary, right
I grew up hard just like everybody else
My PTSD drive me crazy, I can't handle too much pain
Thank God for granny, she taught me tough love
Didn′t let me cut up
They say a woman is supposed to raise a man
I used to cry, I used to think my pops loved crack more than me
And I swear my mama had some boyfriends that was not good for me
And I got some fam', they stick around
They tryna suck me like a leech
If they are not supportin', they are not important
How can you judge me?
I don′t think you really care or even love me, yeah
I was searchin′ for a heart, someone to hug me (Hug me, yeah)
Someone to pay attention would be lovely, yeah (Yeah)
Even though I'm rich, I got problems I can′t hide
It's so hard to love, so hard to smile
Let′s not get high (Yeah, yeah)
I can buy a million diamonds, million cribs, million shoes
But all I want is just one friend to keep it real with me, yeah
I messed around in these streets, I can't lie (I can′t lie)
I did some dirt in my past, I can't hide
It's so sad, I got more money than time for my babies
I been dealin′ with this hurt and I pray that they don′t hate me
How can you judge me? (Judge me)
I don't think you really care or even love me (Love me, yeah)
I was searchin′ for a heart, someone to hug me (Hug me)
Someone to pay attention would be lovely, yeah
I pray God got his hands on me (On me)
I pray God got his hands on me (Oh, yeah)
Ayo, 0
See, those who can′t relate will never understand
And critics judge based on what is
Outside the content of understanding
Stop wasting time tryna straighten niggas
We got a bag to get
By all means necessary, right
I grew up hard just like everybody else
My PTSD drive me crazy, I can't handle too much pain
Thank God for granny, she taught me tough love
Didn′t let me cut up
They say a woman is supposed to raise a man
I used to cry, I used to think my pops loved crack more than me
And I swear my mama had some boyfriends that was not good for me
And I got some fam', they stick around
They tryna suck me like a leech
If they are not supportin', they are not important
How can you judge me?
I don′t think you really care or even love me, yeah
I was searchin′ for a heart, someone to hug me (Hug me, yeah)
Someone to pay attention would be lovely, yeah (Yeah)
Even though I'm rich, I got problems I can′t hide
It's so hard to love, so hard to smile
Let′s not get high (Yeah, yeah)
I can buy a million diamonds, million cribs, million shoes
But all I want is just one friend to keep it real with me, yeah
I messed around in these streets, I can't lie (I can′t lie)
I did some dirt in my past, I can't hide
It's so sad, I got more money than time for my babies
I been dealin′ with this hurt and I pray that they don′t hate me
How can you judge me? (Judge me)
I don't think you really care or even love me (Love me, yeah)
I was searchin′ for a heart, someone to hug me (Hug me)
Someone to pay attention would be lovely, yeah
I pray God got his hands on me (On me)
I pray God got his hands on me (Oh, yeah)
Writer(s): Jeroen K H Swinnen, Serrano M Gaddum, Kirsten Schneider Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

