Who Are You To Judge Lyrics - Singles - Omar Linx

Maybe we fucked up 

Maybe we're not right 

Maybe it's our fault 

But baby it's our life 

And we did it our way 

So who the fuck are you to judge 

A lot people tell me fucked up shit 

We some fucked up kids 

You can't remember half the night or what the fuck we did! 

Once that bender keeps on well, This the stuff I live 

Shit, I'll say it out loud, that's the rut I'm in 

This the after party after the after party 

Once them blinds go down and you have to party 

Once this broad gets to pouring my drinks 

I know she scheming, but I leave it 

Best believe I know more than she think 

We just hitting them lows and trying to get by 

Seem I make another drink for every star in the sky 

You can bottle all your problems away 

Put a cork in the pain 

Cause on the real I ain't got much to say 

Hold me down for another round 

Drink 'em like I lost count 

Until I'm circling my house, Like I'm locked out 

It's up to you, let the soda decide 

I say we tie these horses up and keep this party alive 

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Don't know where to take it now 

All these clowns are fading out, acting like they've had enough 

They telling me to wait a while 

Enough to bring the hater out, but I'll be calm as any storm 

Right before the thunder hit 

Whatever's left is better gone 

It's your decision, do or die 

Call it party suicide, Light me up a cigarette 

Bring it back to you and I 

For everytime I feel alone 

For everything I'll never know 

I make this shit up as I go 

There's nothing here that's set in stone 

Step into my zone 

Looking into my soul 

Medicated up, fuck I'm sicker than you know 

Liquor by the 60, Who fuckin' with me? 

Let me show these frat boys, Flip cup with whiskey 

I'll be on my feet until the bitter end 

Will fight and laugh and make amends 

The time will pass 

And they'll be back, The party lights go dim again 

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Am I the only one that's having fun 

Tequila shots outta this loaded gun 

I'm trying to party hard, that's my mistake 

If you ain't outta hand, you outta place 

So move aside cause I can sit alone 

I'll do this till I'm dead and gone 

My only problems getting home