(plane engine roaring) (phone rings) - Yo, Bagg, what you want? - Man, shit, just got in the city. What's up, where you at? I thought you supposed
been coming through. - (laughs) Nigga just touched down. Come shoot this video with me. - Oh, you know I'm with it. Let's go, let's do it, bro. Shit, I'm finna pull up on you right now. - A'ight, game. (car engine roaring) ("Unjudge Me" by Calboy) ♪ What up, Super ♪ ♪ Don't say you love me ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ This shit get ugly ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, yeah ♪ ♪ They judge me ♪ ♪ But they don't know that I been broke ♪ ♪ And I'm just hustling ♪ ♪ And I grip this nine,
don't lose your mind ♪ ♪ I kill 'em, trust me ♪ ♪ And these niggas fu'
and bitches changed ♪ ♪ So I'm not trusting ♪ ♪ Don't say you love me ♪ ♪ This shit get ugly ♪ ♪ So I grip this nine,
don't lose your mind ♪ ♪ I kill 'em, trust me ♪ ♪ And these niggas fu'
and bitches changed ♪ ♪ So I'm not trusting ♪ ♪ All these bitches, they like honesty ♪ ♪ So I'm not trusting ♪ ♪ Don't say you love me ♪ ♪ This shit get ugly ♪ ♪ I remember days of livin' broke ♪ ♪ I remember sleepin' on the floor ♪ ♪ Tell my brothers ain't no losin' hope ♪ ♪ All my friends are dead and they old ♪ ♪ What you need, I ain't
trippin', bitch, I got it ♪ ♪ We might catch 'em
slippin', then it's tragic ♪ ♪ Reach up to the stars, got a habit ♪ ♪ We was six deep on a mattress ♪ ♪ On the ten-speed, that was traffic ♪ ♪ Now, I got a lil' mo'
tint, speedin' in traffic ♪ ♪ Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt ♪ ♪ I'm not what you need, I'm a savage ♪ ♪ I sing to my fully automatic ♪ ♪ They judge me ♪ ♪ But they don't know that I been broke ♪ ♪ And I'm just hustling ♪ ♪ And I grip this nine,
don't lose your mind ♪ ♪ I kill 'em, trust me ♪ ♪ And these niggas fu'
and bitches changed ♪ ♪ So I'm not trusting ♪ ♪ Don't say you love me ♪ ♪ This shit get ugly ♪ ♪ So I grip this nine,
don't lose your mind ♪ ♪ I kill 'em, trust me ♪ ♪ And these niggas fu'
and bitches changed ♪ ♪ So I'm not trusting ♪ ♪ All these bitches, they like honesty ♪ ♪ So I'm not trusting ♪ ♪ Don't say you love me ♪ ♪ I been broke to the point ♪ ♪ I ain't even wan' breathe no mo' ♪ ♪ I was at my lowest ♪ ♪ Stealin' out the store ♪ ♪ Sleepin' on my cousin floor, remember ♪ ♪ Now I'm up, it feel like
everybody give a fuck ♪ ♪ Since when ♪ ♪ I was lookin' for some love ♪ ♪ But I ain't get enough back then ♪ ♪ They don't wanna see me win, nope ♪ ♪ Now they ask if I remember ♪ ♪ Now you gotta meet me again, no ♪ ♪ Thought I'd never leave the country ♪ ♪ All these felonies, federal ♪ ♪ Scared to hit licks with niggas ♪ ♪ 'Cause they might bail on me, no ♪ ♪ Or worse, tell on me, damn ♪ ♪ Man, this shit get ugly, it do ♪ ♪ I been through some shit ♪ ♪ You might not wanna
love me, I'm heartless ♪ ♪ Outlaw, screamin' thug life ♪ ♪ Only God can judge me ♪ ♪ This for all the hoes
that played around ♪ ♪ When I was dusty, bitch
didn't wanna fuck me ♪ ♪ They judge me ♪ ♪ But they don't know that I been broke ♪ ♪ And I'm just hustling ♪ ♪ And I grip this nine,
don't lose your mind ♪ ♪ I kill 'em, trust me ♪ ♪ And these niggas fu'
and bitches changed ♪ ♪ So I'm not trusting ♪ ♪ Don't say you love me ♪ ♪ This shit get ugly ♪ ♪ So I grip this nine,
don't lose your mind ♪ ♪ I kill 'em, trust me ♪ ♪ And these niggas fu'
and bitches changed ♪ ♪ So I'm not trusting ♪ ♪ All these bitches, they like honesty ♪ ♪ So I'm not trusting ♪ ♪ Don't say you love me ♪ ♪ This shit get ugly ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪
