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Please don't judge me on this influence they get from my music Please don't judge me on no influence this shit just get to em The way baby love the clouds I paint sky red for ha Any day we bound to die I need a mill for I go Thank God we made it home I been Juggin all morning How you let our love go I guess that shit wasn't important I can make a million love songs, know I'm up & I'm on it Thirty bands all blues when Zeph called me this morning Like 3am I was fucking Travoya That's my alibi if 12 fouling paperwork on me & if the judge don't believe me it's a flick I recorded Back in bbrc when me & Rico was thugging I was in the A for 5 weeks rolling hard with Izzo I don't give a f*ck who love me you either do or you don't I don't give a f*ck who trust me I put my trust in this pole I don't put nothing past my bitch all these hoes on go Please don't judge me on this influence they get from my music Please don't judge me on this influence this shit just get to em The way baby love the clouds I paint the sky red for ha Been trynna hit for twenty bands what Zoe need for his lawyer Shed tears for Yanna everyday she ain't make it back home I'm shooting this bitch everyway if my life at harm Every car important twin ain't make it back home & I'm been wishing on a star that you Comeback home For the money I ain't sleeping a couple days I been gone & tell my bitch I'm on a Xan if I ain't answer my phone & what's the plan to get some money hit the streets with that chrome I know it's wrong but I'm thugging pray I make it back home Please don't judge me I got reasons for the shit that I'm doing I hope my thug rest in peace all the shit we been through & what's the plan to get a bag hit the streets with my chrome & what's the plan after that pray I make it back home Please don't judge me on this influence they get from my music Please don't judge me on this influence my lyrics get to em The way baby love the clouds I paint the sky red for ha Trynna hit for twenty bands what AC need for a lawyer Shed tears for Yanna everyday she ain't make it back home I'm shooting this bitch everyway if my life at harm Every car ride critical to make it back home & I'm still wishing on a star that you Comeback home