Lyrics to Judge the Jury
(Look out, Veno)
(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)
She told me she loved me, that bitch made the block list
Act tough with his buddy, that what got his block hit
Drop my top while it's rainin', I let the coupe flood
I cannot die or be sober, white cups and Rugers
Who would've knew I'd beat the streets and turn a rockstar?
The world know me, but all my niggas still robbers
Girl, can you give me the same feeling as this Wockhardt?
'Cause if you can, then maybe that would solve the problem
Say somethin', we suit up, know this handgun got a button
Beef, we known to cook it, bullets get hotter than ovens
Fucked 'round and blew up, they forgot I came from nothin'
I thought that they was loyal, but the jury made 'em judge me, uh
I got new Cuban links on, I took my watch off
I got my hoodie back on, I got my Glock out
You know that rappin' a job, sometimes I clock out
You know that rappin' a job, sometimes I clock out
The baddest memories live in my head rent-free
I'm blinded by this lean, I might go out like Pimp C
G-Man my homie, but I treat him like he kin to me
Like he family
Any situation out of hand and we defeat niggas
Book me for a show, I bring the broads and the street niggas
Leave the stage and count it up, nigga, divide that
Heard you ran off on your plug, how you decide that?
Fucked up a million-dollar plan just to get five racks
This shit ain't all bad, Draco gave time back
Wake up and hope this cup will arrange my morning
It ain't no umbrella for the rain that's pourin'
Wanted you here, but you went the opposite direction
Time that I called you a loss when you really a lesson
Happy with this, it ain't much, you'd rather see me fucked up
I cannot die or be sober, I keep a gun and a cup
Don't plan on havin' no friends, I plan on runnin' it up
Wake up and hope this cup will arrange my morning
It ain't no umbrella for the rain that's pourin'
Wanted you here, but you went the opposite direction
Time that I called you a loss when you really a lesson
Who would've knew I'd beat the streets and turn a rockstar?
The world know me, but all my niggas still robbers
Girl, can you give me the same feeling as this Wockhardt?
'Cause if you can, then maybe that would solve the problem
This the real me, okay?
And I don't give a fuck, I'm finna order me a NoCap ticket right this instant
Because I am so fucking frustrated from my fucking hair
Like, I'm depressed right now
I'm finna order me a ticket right now, like ASAP
I don't care if I go broke, I don't care if I go broke, I don't care if I go broke
Because I need to see NoCap and I need to be cryin' in the stands
Because that's my nigga, the fuck? That's my nigga, for real
Like, he really is the GOAT
And y'all play with this man, for real
Y'all play with this man and y'all only listen to his music because y'all not listenin' to his pain
And y'all know what I'm sayin', y'all understand what I'm sayin', I'm just irritated
You know how good—, bye (Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)
(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)
She told me she loved me, that bitch made the block list
Act tough with his buddy, that what got his block hit
Drop my top while it's rainin', I let the coupe flood
I cannot die or be sober, white cups and Rugers
Who would've knew I'd beat the streets and turn a rockstar?
The world know me, but all my niggas still robbers
Girl, can you give me the same feeling as this Wockhardt?
'Cause if you can, then maybe that would solve the problem
Say somethin', we suit up, know this handgun got a button
Beef, we known to cook it, bullets get hotter than ovens
Fucked 'round and blew up, they forgot I came from nothin'
I thought that they was loyal, but the jury made 'em judge me, uh
I got new Cuban links on, I took my watch off
I got my hoodie back on, I got my Glock out
You know that rappin' a job, sometimes I clock out
You know that rappin' a job, sometimes I clock out
The baddest memories live in my head rent-free
I'm blinded by this lean, I might go out like Pimp C
G-Man my homie, but I treat him like he kin to me
Like he family
Any situation out of hand and we defeat niggas
Book me for a show, I bring the broads and the street niggas
Leave the stage and count it up, nigga, divide that
Heard you ran off on your plug, how you decide that?
Fucked up a million-dollar plan just to get five racks
This shit ain't all bad, Draco gave time back
Wake up and hope this cup will arrange my morning
It ain't no umbrella for the rain that's pourin'
Wanted you here, but you went the opposite direction
Time that I called you a loss when you really a lesson
Happy with this, it ain't much, you'd rather see me fucked up
I cannot die or be sober, I keep a gun and a cup
Don't plan on havin' no friends, I plan on runnin' it up
Wake up and hope this cup will arrange my morning
It ain't no umbrella for the rain that's pourin'
Wanted you here, but you went the opposite direction
Time that I called you a loss when you really a lesson
Who would've knew I'd beat the streets and turn a rockstar?
The world know me, but all my niggas still robbers
Girl, can you give me the same feeling as this Wockhardt?
'Cause if you can, then maybe that would solve the problem
This the real me, okay?
And I don't give a fuck, I'm finna order me a NoCap ticket right this instant
Because I am so fucking frustrated from my fucking hair
Like, I'm depressed right now
I'm finna order me a ticket right now, like ASAP
I don't care if I go broke, I don't care if I go broke, I don't care if I go broke
Because I need to see NoCap and I need to be cryin' in the stands
Because that's my nigga, the fuck? That's my nigga, for real
Like, he really is the GOAT
And y'all play with this man, for real
Y'all play with this man and y'all only listen to his music because y'all not listenin' to his pain
And y'all know what I'm sayin', y'all understand what I'm sayin', I'm just irritated
You know how good—, bye (Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)
