Three Judges

They ain't think we was gon' make it, so they gave up Now they want something' after how they played us Bro, I told you, these niggas ain't the same as us They wasn't out here thuggin' in the rain with us I think I need a therapist (A therapist) From all this shit that I be carrying I prayed and ran it up With no inheritance (With no inheritance) Can't cap like I ain't scared of shit (I ain't scared of shit) Scared of my niggas bein' on jealous shit Riskin' they life, puttin' in pain with us Can't let my guard down, that's too dangerous Young nigga from the bottom havin' motion Neck and wrist blindin' (Blindin') Killers on that timin' (That timin') Bro girl mad 'cause his phone off Bitch, he slidin' (Chill out) We lookin' for who think they fucking with us We can't find 'em (Where y'all at?)