Don't Judge Me Lyrics

Use to scuba dive for hidden treasure

Man that's all I pleasured

Set the bait cast my rod

Whatever bit was dessert

When I was on you turn this mic on

I could go for deserts

Rock the boat till oceans pour

Flooded levees

Take a break to light a blunt

Cloud nine floatin'

Past the stars and the planets

I was out of orbit

Had me feeling like a GOAT

Without a pair of Jordans

I hung with fools that moved keys like a church organist

Take this line to the head,

Don't it feel glorious

That's what Lil homie said

But now Lil homie doing Fed

All because Lil homie fled

Either way Lil homie dead

Using dope was his escape

From a life of past mistakes

No family hugs no one embraced

He never felt amazing grace

But back to me, where was I?

Chillin with the goons

Use to party with the rebels

Man shoutout my platoon

At any moment them house parties would

Turn to honeymoons

Talking way before the Master plaque

During the time, a Bachelor bached

I studied Bach, Magnificat

When you free, go google that

Classic man with classy taste

If they were sassy, double take

In High School all I did was cake

Got to college easy bake

Always fienin' for them cakes

It's hard to leave a baking shop

It's hard to leave that stove and pot

Bagging rocks to hit the block

It went down like Young Joc

Any mini miny moe

From backstage to the Quad plots

Every night was on go

I had no whip but I drove

Chic cars, I was too bold I was too cold

Like the boys in A Phi A

Way before I had soul, S-I-G-M-A

I was Battling depression Chasing skirts and sundresses

In the midst of a recession God was teaching a lesson

I was dining with sin

Yet He never stops blessing

Man that's real love

He died so I'd be risen

All my sins forgiven

Each day I live extension

My soul rich

Before you judge, diss

Smell yo own lip

Read yo own script

We all fall short, slip

But will you get up

Or would you stay down?

Or Will you rise up

And let him stand out?

I'm a standout with my handout Come and follow me

My lil homie that's in jail

Now living for G-O-D

Gotta do a few more years

But his soul's been free

Drug-free

Moral of the story

Don't judge oui

Before you judge, diss

Smell yo own lip

Read yo own script

We all fall short, slip

But will you get up

Or would you stay down?

Or Will you rise up

And let him stand out?

I'm a standout with my handout Come and follow me

My lil homie that's in jail

Now living for G-O-D

Gotta do a few more years

But his soul's been free

Drug-free

Moral of the story

Don't judge oui

Please don't judge me

Please don't judge me

Quit yo judgin'

Quit yo judgin'

Don't judge me, baby!