Judge Dread - Quentin Miller, Hit-Boy

Yo, yeah-yeah, yeah

Ah, couldn’t

Yeah

You couldn’t judge me

You couldn’t judge me

You ain’t been through the shit that I’ve been

You ain’t have to see the shit that I’ve seen

Been in the darkest places

Made the hardest decisions

I’m a rap star for a living

But I gotta father my children

All I know is confusion

That’s all that I know, yeah

Yeah, that’s all that I know

It’s a lot of mine

See as far as it goes

Yeah, inspire some hope

Do that shit before I go, yeah

You couldn’t judge me

You couldn’t judge me

You ain’t been through the shit that I’ve been

You ain’t have to see the shit that I’ve seen

(couldn't judge me)

Couldn’t, yeah

Couldn’t judge me

Couldn’t judge me

Shit get ugly, I’m not running

Hit boy run it up with this money

Might as well heat up the stove

I feel my heart getting cold

Tip the valet at the grove

'Fore my OG’s is gone

Spending time in a hole

Probably won’t see parole

Yeah, walking on this lonely road

Did my best to help niggas get on

They couldn’t stick to the code

You couldn’t judge me

You couldn’t judge me

You couldn’t judge me

You couldn’t judge me

Couldn’t judge me

Couldn’t judge me

Shit get ugly, I’m not running

I’m not running

Couldn’t judg-