Judge Scott Convicted

[Intro]

Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?

[Verse]

Did what I did what I had to nigga

I done robbed a lot of niggas 'cause I had to nigga

I ain't have no food on the table nigga

I ain't have no motherfucking cable nigga

Mama didn’t have no job, we wasn’t stable nigga

Had to go and get that gun so we were able nigga

Yeah, and I was runnin' them streets

Lowkey with the heat

I ain't have no fucking daddy

Yeah that gun was my pappy

Yeah that bitch made shit happen

Yeah that bitch started clapping

I was in the hood for real, young nigga started trapping

Fell in love with that rock and I swear it turned me up

Fell in love with them hundred dollars, I swear I ran it up

Fell in love with them bitches, man I swear I love to fuck

Where them percs at dawg?

Shit, you can pass me a molly, I go brazy on your ho

You can pass me a perc, I go slow up on the stroke

You can pass me the lean, I be sippin until I'm gone

God damn, rollin' up the gas so I can't think straight

So I can't think straight

Sippin' on the lean just to make the pain fade

I see a lot of niggas like to hate on the slime

Hate shit turn to a motherfuckin' crime

God damn nigga always motherfuckin' cryin'

All the time, you bitchin' all the time

I'm in the street for real, I'm gettin' this money all the time

They should've made this money shit a motherfuckin' crime

'cause I be getting this shit all the motherfuckin' time

Ain't flexing, but real convicted felon

I keep that felon on me and my dogs they not telling

I don't fuck with pussy, if you lame I don't smell it

I know you wasn't with me

Same niggas from day one, they on the block still with me