Chris Echols - Dont Judge Me Lyrics

I don't wanna go there
But I gotta go there
I don’t wanna go there
I guess I gotta go there

Hi, my name is Chris and I’m so misunderstood
In ‘bout 4 minutes I’mma let you know what’s good
Yeah, I’m from Blytheville, wouldn’t change it if I could
I’m from Blytheville where they wish a nigga would
And life is crazy so I pray real hard
I tell my daddy I’mma make it so far
We ain’t talked much since I quit school
My sister saying he really miss me playing ball
But I’m like fuck that, pops please, hear me out
I’mma do it big, I’mma buy you that new house
I’ve been working hard for the day you quit your job
And you hanging with your friends, be the one you brag about
Want to make you proud, pops, I’m just another you
Sugar rated DJ, you had this dream, too
I smoke a little weed, try to smoke away the tears
In the past couple years I’ve been really going through
But I still smile like you still while
Think about the night T got shot down
Bullet in his head, people running wild
I’m looking in his eyes while he’s shaking on the ground
Just know I’m still repping, everybody miss you
Chloe got your jersey on, Precious wanna kiss you
Scar on my forehead, I’ll never forget you
Me and CB could’ve died, we was in the car with you
I’ve been thinking about a lot of shit
So I couldn’t care less about a bitch
A lot of people that’s depending on me
Sacrifice my life and I won’t stop until we are rich
I was dead broke, D took me in
That’s my motherfucking nigga, where do I begin?
He believed in my dream, he was all in
30 grand every month, we was balling
Remember drunk nights, talking
Said you would lay down, do you time if it fall in
You made me promise hold it down if it all end
And D I’m right here holding it down while you doing time
Tryina make good on my promise, I won’t chase the loo
Me and … we doing what we gotta do
A1 in the time and look at where it brought us to
I had a dream, me and Duty riding in a coupe
Not a dream, that’s a vision, we gonna do that shit
Free my nigga Shay, let him see his kids
Then we’ll hold it down, A1 in this bitch
A lot of niggas hate but never saying shit
And these hoes, they hate me ‘cause I don’t love ‘em
Not because I don’t want to but probably ‘cause I don’t trust ‘em
Went through shit in my childhood that really got me like “fuck ‘em”
But if I ever get married I promise you I’mma love her
Promise you I’mma love her and I’mma take care of my kids
Wanna look back on life and say “look what your daddy did”
Never give up on dreams, I promise you they exist
And always remember God, I promise you won’t miss
Yeah, I’ve been thinking about a lot of shit
Still with the niggas that I started with
Young niggas got their choppers going “bang, bang!”
Be above, we still gonna get momma up out that bitch
Karen, Karen, you gave birth to a superstar
When you and daddy separated, yeah, it left a scar
Then understand it now, I’m grown, I know that life get hard
Can’t wait to buy you a new house, a ribbon on your car
And rumors spreading so she call and ask about my brother
Like “Chris, what’s going on? Do you boys still love each other?”
And I’m like “Momma, if he’s grown, let him do his thing”
But he still my brother, still killing motherfuckers
If it go down momma know I’m speeding
Promise I’mma get there, don’t care the fucking reason
No matter what he repped, just know this love is never leaving
Yes, I am my brother’s keeper, that’s the shit I still believe in
That’s the shit that I believe in
She says she love me but she creeping
She had a past when I met her, though
I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking
Rumors about me as always
Pictures all of what I’ve done

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