Judgemental

No matter what I do they say I'm wrong Where I'm at is dangerous, my moma said come home I told her living broke ain't good I gotta make these songs I gotta get it how I live I do this shit alone Everyday I'm getting judged by new people They don't even know my story, man this shit be real My pops died when I was five, had thoughts on being killed But I got cousins in the field, and they be down to drill How you gone make it when yo own people doubting you Growing up round drugs dealers and prostitutes I dropped out of school went and grab a tool Act up I'm a fool See my uncle told me stay in school, always pay my dues Had a bitch but she wasn't true Never told the truth In Milwaukee niggas kill for shoes He ain't have no tool I sit back and be like damn that shit lame You gone blow that boy brain- cause you ain't got no change I done served all my pain I done walked through that rain Had to ice up my wrist and Bought my first couple lil chains But that shit don't mean nothing when you still feel like nothing Told my moma we gone make it I'm gone make sure we something On the island I was raised niggas know how we coming He talk shit then we stomping They up heat then we dumping I was always in second so you'll never catch me fronting Ain't back down from shit you'll never catch me running Look... Know how it feel, to be broke, with nobody in yo corner You shooting to them heads bet not leave without that burner Them demons in my head, I cant sleep, I feel haunted My heart turned stone cold on these bitches I be stunting No matter what I do they say I'm wrong Where I'm at is dangerous, my moma said come home I told her living broke ain't good I gotta make these songs I gotta get it how I live I do this shit alone Everyday I'm getting judged by new people They don't even know my story, man this shit be real My pops died when I was five, had thoughts on being killed But I got cousins in the field, and they be down to drill Everybody keep judging me I remember all them hoes that call me ugly Now I got videos of all them bitches fucking me I hit upload this shit gone get ugly I cant trust a bitch that say she in love with me Cause the last bitch they said that was fucking leek You took my heart even thou you put yo trust in me Always feeling pain ain't no nobody showing love to me Ain't nobody loving me Don't nobody f*ck with me When I hit rock bottom me, myself and I is all I see Go to church they judging me Help the need they judging me Doing all this good but no good is what they see in me I know I ain't perfect but I promise you I'm worth it I'm gone make it I deserve it... God know that I deserve it... Y'all don't know, inside I'm hurting... No matter what I do they say I'm wrong Where I'm at is dangerous, my moma said come home I told her living broke ain't good I gotta make these songs I gotta get it how I live I do this shit alone Everyday I'm getting judged by new people They don't even know my story, man this shit be real My pops died when I was five, had thoughts on being killed But I got cousins in the field, and they be down to drill