Zwischen den eigenen Reihen

Lyrics

[Intro] Old folks judge you by the clothes you wear Yeah These Old folks judge you by the clothes you wear Lemme say this (Talk to 'em) Check [Verse 1: Cardinal Troublemaker] [Verse 2: X-Ghoust] You dumbs been judging by the looks And end up being screwed by the book Can't rock a earing without they call me a crook Can't tight my Durag without they look at me like hulk What a square circles we have been on All the good sense are long gone We put the person value on the clothes on the phone Girls I get by my outfit I use em like toys And I dump right after I enjoy I know is such a shame But I had to study the game Others hang with people that don't even know they name All the pain for clout, all for fame Stop trying to be God cause is so lame I don't get friends based on what they show me I rather look when they are not aware that im looking I don't get hooked with hienas laughing Get close and im gone keep slaying [Verse 3: GkSttar] Yow... I never abide by the laws fuck the police and the judge I'm a resemblance of God and i never hold a grudge Because I learned not to judge anybody, not by the looks U can't judge me by the cover nigga im an open book I done struggled my whole life, peoples thoughts used to be cold Now i chose to be myself, rather struggle with the world Every judgement in this earth is disposable to me Imma go for what is worth and choose what i wanna be You trynna be in my shoes, can't even carry these boots Im guided by hood principles I stay grounded to my roots You is a fool if you judgin me from the clothes i be wearing I mean, a nigga got that drip, but that ain't motive to be daring me Apparently, moon walker wearin skinnys and J's Sunny days with a bitch wearin bikinis and sniffin Ye Im blowing thick smoke, sippin henny with lobster Right after, I empty my nut sack and buss back