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letra de judge me - king iso

[intro]
yeah, tryna tell me how to live my life

[verse 1]
check it
if only god can judge me?
then why do i need a plea deal?
familiar with commandments but it’s still k!ll or be k!lled
stuck in between the system like a cd and if we ill
mind deteriorating off of lsd and e pills
looking at my styrofoam i need another refill
i don’t know if i’m hallucinating but it seems real
tired but anxiety will never let me be still
if you don’t take advantage of your psychosis, we will
revisiting the past, psych nurse telling me, “please chill”
tremors so bad, when i held my cup my drink spilled
when held at the mercy of your mind, it will leave chills
life is a prison, the only freedom is free will
truth is hard to swallow, no such thing as a free meal
still people point the finger at me, just be real
you ain’t walked these roads either or climbed these hills
i got the whole hood screaming
“how the f-ck you think we feel!”

[chorus]
so why you tryna judge me?
i’m just tryna live my life
i’m just tryna live my life homie
so why you tryna judge me?
i’m just tryna live my life
i’m just tryna live my life
so why you tryna judge me?
i’m just tryna live my life
i’m just tryna live my life homie
so why you tryna judge me?
i’m just tryna live my life
i’m just tryna live my life

[verse 2]
all i ever had was a dollar and a dream
now i got the knowledge of a scholar
a baby mama, a llama with a beam
my mama made a king
so honestly i owe her a hundred dollars
for every time she hollered and she screamed
you wanna block it, well what you mean?
i ain’t tryna knock you
but you n-ggas ain’t talking about real product if it’s green
and i be sipping lean
so f-ck it, pop my gun like snap music
how it make a n-gga rock after he lean
i drop it then i’ma sock him in his beam
optimistic, i’m a misfit, if not then i shot him in his spleen
your honor i’m psychotic with a dream
’cause if i wasn’t rapping i’d be slanging c0ke at colleges to teens
your flow is kinda counterfeit it seems
i f-ck model b-tches with a degree in accountings, f-ck you mean?
you diggin’ through your counters for some beans
coming from a n-gga who was hustling in the county for the cream

[verse 3]
why? i’m personified by a lot of violence
firefighters and cop sirens and body hiding
i’m a one man brigade, yo that’s my alliance
most of you n-ggas treat hustling like it’s rocket science
but i bet you live your life on 10, no drama, huh?
you probably still living off your daddy and mama, huh?
you ain’t never caught a fade but pack a llama, huh?
that ain’t your b-tch, but you claiming ya done her, huh?
red bull, robitussin, got them vodka, pills
still rapping like a n-gga never got a deal
reminiscing about my ’02 bonneville
’bout to hop up on that ss [?]
sh-t, i’m dropping bars on your barbells
so drop a bar about me and get your car tailed
riding through the hood homie like a harsh smell
it’s brainsick, we got that work like the cartel

[outro]
so why you tryna judge me?
i’m just tryna live my life
i’m just tryna live my life

- king iso

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