Judgment lyrics

by

Quavo


[Intro]
Damn
Like when a n*gga be tryna be like
One count away, you know what I'm sayin'
The streets kinda pull a n*gga back in man, damn
sh*t be crazy as f*ck man
They can't win from losing at this sh*t man, but you know
I was built for the pressure

[Verse 1]
Word on the street they want pressure so let's get it
Clutching on the Glock as I ride through my city
All the silent beef I ain't with it, n*gga admit it
Let off shots, ain't hit sh*t, they think we don't know who did it
Retaliation a must, when we do it's man down
Grrr, I ain't selfish, give his ass a hundred rounds
Get out that water, you don't know how to swim, you bound to drown
Red dot on top of your nose like bozo, we 'bout to clown
I saw the change coming, all this sh*t I invented
How you gon' knock a man for making his own decision?
Same n*gga, ain't sh*t really changed but my image
I had to get that bread off the ground like a pigeon
Remember coming up I used to rock the fake ice
Stood on the block them late nights, asking god to get me right
Remember shooting my shot at hoes, them b*tches was uptight
Now that they know a n*gga worth it, hoes f*ck the first night
[Chorus]
Moment of truth
Everything I say I'ma do, I'm who them b*tches gon' choose
I'm who the trappers salute
This a moment of truth, this a moment of truth
I got the bag in the booth, I got the strap on me too
I'm in the field with the troops
This a moment of truth
Ayy this a moment of truth

[Verse 2]
I'm peepin' all the sh*t n*ggas sayin' in these songs
I made a couple moves, they look at me like I'm wrong
But last time I checked I'm 26, ain't that grown?
And last time I checked my n*ggas ride right or wrong
Had to hustle just to eat, got my knowledge out the street
All my sons they a beast (all four, I love 'em dearly)
I hope my daughters never ever meet a n*gga like me
I ain't sh*t to your mamas, always took them through that drama
They didn't understand a n*gga, I was runnin' up them commas
Booked up for the last two summers, making plays off a bundle
Now I'm hotter than a sauna, people's choice like I'm Obama
They say money made me dumber, just wanna see me fumble

[Chorus]
Moment of truth
Everything I say I'ma do, I'm who them b*tches gon' choose
I'm who the trappers salute
This a moment of truth, this a moment of truth
I got the bag in the booth, I got the strap on me too
I'm in the field with the troops
This a moment of truth
Ayy this a moment of truth
[Verse 3]
f*ck dude, he a lil hater and I noticed that
I ain't goin' like you might think and I'ma show you that
Different bankroll every time I blink, see I get dough like that
The Hi-Tech all a n*gga drink 'less I run 'cross that Act
Stay in your place, step out of line and get you buried
You gotta think smart, play your cards solitary
I made sacrifices, went against my hood for CMG
Didn't sell my soul for money, I just saw sh*t that they didn't see
Rap game wouldn't accept me 'cause I wasn't pretend
I kicked the door down like SWAT 'cause they wouldn't let me in
I'm out the jungle for sure, made it out the lion's den
Sometimes it feel like the end of the road, Boyz II Men

[Chorus]
Moment of truth
Everything I say I'ma do, I'm who them b*tches gon' choose
I'm who the trappers salute
This a moment of truth, this a moment of truth
I got the bag in the booth, I got the strap on me too
I'm in the field with the troops
This a moment of truth
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