All these people say they love me
Don't know what love is
Only God can judge me
Hope they don't judge me
I know I did some dirt
I ain't tryna see no judges
I been workin' on myself
I'm tired of holding grudges
Ma I been in that field, ain't talkin' no rugby
I just wish you was around so that you could've hugged me
I done been through good and bad
The pretty and the ugly
I'm tired of walkin' through the rain
That's why these boots so muddy
I'm always in and out of trouble
Guess I'm the problem child
Ever since I jumped up off the porch
Swear I been runnin' round
2020, grandma Aileen died
And wiped away my smile
They always say they got my back
I turn around they let me down
Who gon' be here to pick me up when I fall Who can I depend on every time that I call?
I want God to take my life if I ain't giving my all
If they ain't pushin' the agenda
Is they really my dawg?
I shouldn't have to question no n***a like uh-uh
Ain't afraid to leave 'em in the past
Know life it goes on
I had to learn to keep my chin up
You gotta be strong
And I'm really from the bottom
But this ain't where I belong
I know some people out in Florida
Who be singing my song
And I know some people
That hate to see me move on
Give me my flowers while I'm here
Don't you wait till I'm gone
Bruh my pride never to big
So I'll admit when I'm wrong
All these people say they love me
Don't know what love is
Only God can judge me
Hope they don't judge me
I know I did some dirt
I ain't tryna see no judges
I been workin' on myself
I'm tired of holding grudges
Ma I been in that field, ain't talkin' no rugby
I just wish you was around so that you could've hugged me
I done been through good and bad
The pretty and the ugly
I'm tired of walkin' through the rain
That's why these boots so muddy
Ma I'm a stepper
I laced up the boots like Major Payne
So many heartbreaks at a young age
I went through major pain
I took too many L's
But I prevailed just for a greater gain
My lil' bruh gettin' bread, I'm chasin' chicken, We like raisin' canes
If I go M.I.A., gettin' high like paper planes
If I go M.I.A., I'm in a paper lane
Pops knew his child was destined for this shit, They ain't gotta say my name
I get on stage, cause this for all my dawgs, Damn, I feel like Drake
Why they got so much to say about me,
Like blah, blah
I might cut off both ears
I ain't tryna hear that rah, rah
All that nonsense, ain't givin' them responses
Still on they head like bonnets
I just gotta be honest
All these people say they love me
Don't know what love is
Only God can judge me
Hope they don't judge me
I know I did some dirt
I ain't tryna see no judges
I been workin' on myself
I'm tired of holding grudges