Judging me

[Intro]
Its easy to make a judgment about someone, especially when you are even capable of walking in that person's shoes. When you come come from a different way of life. Our struggles are what makes or breaks. Life comes easy for some , but some of us were born into a nightmare, and we are just trying to survive . So don't judge me until you are ready to walk with me  through my struggles  until then shut the fuck up and stop judging me



[Verse 1]
Concrete jungle, my soul’s the prey
Every corner got whispers, what they say?
Judgin’ my hustle, but they don’t see
Nights with no dinner, dreams on E
Broken soles, holes in my kicks
Thinkin’ they know, but they don’t know sh—
Tryin’ to climb, but the ladder’s bent
Every dollar spent, just to pay the rent
[Chorus]
Stop judging me, you don’t know my fight
Stop judging me, I’m tryna make it right
Stop judging me, my struggle ain’t yours
You don’t see the pain behind these doors
[Verse 2]
Mama’s tears mix with the sink’s drip
Pops gone, vanished like a magic trick
Got my scars, tattoos tell my tale
Dreams locked up, no money for bail
They see the hood, they see the crime
Don’t see the boy tryna stretch his time
Turn my pain to beats, make the speakers cry
But they still throw stones when I reach the sky
[Chorus]
Stop judging me, you don’t know my fight
Stop judging me, I’m tryna make it right
Stop judging me, my struggle ain’t yours
You don’t see the pain behind these doors
[Bridge]
They see my hoodie, they see a threat
Don’t see my heart, it’s full of regret
Don’t see the nights I prayed for a break
Don’t feel the weight that makes my soul ache
Stop the whispers, stop the lies
Look in my eyes, see a man that tries
(Lord, please help me)

[Outro]
Stop judging me, you don’t know my fight
Stop judging me, I’m tryna make it right
Stop judging me, my struggle ain’t yours
You don’t see the pain behind these doors

This is a country boy swag production 

808-heavy, country, rap, male vocals, gritty,emotional ,country rap