James Blake
DON’T JUDGE ME
[Intro]
Yeah
[Chorus]
Too high up now, they can't touch me
Too many cars on me, you can't cut me
Don't judge me, don't judge me
Don't judge me, don't judge me
I spent my whole life down bad, don't give a fuck 'bout no money
I make this shit sound pretty but shit was ugly
Don't judge me, don't judge me
Don't judge me, don't judge me
Don't judge me
Don't judge me
My n***a, don't judge me
Don't
[Verse]
Huh, yeah
Ayy, what's up?
I been grindin' my whole life, n***as waitin' on me to come
Now I'm the man, everybody want that closе up
Ain't this the shit that I been prayin' for?
Young Metro put his trust in me, n***a, what you sayin', ho?
I signеd my first deal, seen some hundred bands
And I make the shit the bitches like to dance to
Plus, I probably got some shit for her mans too
Street n***as love me 'cause they know I understand too
Ayy, ayy, ayy, n***as real shifty
Ayy, ayy, break my mama off a lil' fifty
Every room I walk in, bitch, I bring my n***as with me
'Cause some of them ain't finna live the life a n***a livin' (Ayy, uh)
And that's just real shit
Everybody lean on me, I'm payin' bills shit
I come with too much on my back to ever hit the kill switch
So when I say I gotta ball, I'm talkin' Will Smith
[Chorus]
N***a's too high up now, they can't touch me
Too many cars on me, you can't cut me
Don't judge me, don't judge me
Don't judge me, don't judge me
I spent my whole life down bad, don't give a fuck 'bout no money
I make this shit sound pretty but shit was ugly
Don't judge me, don't judge me
Don't judge me, don't judge me
Don't judge me (Ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-woah)
Don't judge me (Ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-woah)
My n***a, don't judge me (Ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-woah)
Don't (Ooh-woah, ooh-woah)