Who Are You to Judge

So who the fuck are you to judge?

So who the fuck are you to judge?

Maybe we fucked up

Maybe we're not right

Maybe it's our fault

But baby it's our life

But we did it our way

So who the fuck are you to judge?

Maybe we're not right

Maybe it's our fault

But baby it's our life

But we did it our way

So who the fuck are you to judge?

A lotta people tell me fucked up shit

Like we some fucked up kids

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

Once that bender keeps on, well that's the stuff I live

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

Well that's the after party after the after party

Once them blinds go down then you have to party

Once this broad gets to pouring my drinks

I know she's scheming but I leave it

Best believe that I know more than she thinks

Shit we just hitting them lows and just tryna get by

Seems 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

Maybe we fucked up

Maybe we're not right

Maybe it's our fault

But baby it's our life

But we did it our way

So who the fuck are you to judge?

Maybe we're not right

Maybe it's our fault

But baby it's our life

But we did it our way

So who the fuck are you to judge?

Don't know where to take it now

All these clowns are fading out

Acting like they had enough

They telling me to wait a while

Enough to bring the hater out

But I be calm as any storm

Right before the thunder hit

Whatever's left is better gone

It's your decision do or die

Call the party suicide

Light me up a cigarette

Bring it back to you and I

For every time I feel alone

For everything I'll never know

I make this shit up as I go

And there's nothing here to set in stone

Step into my zone

Look into my soul

Medicated up, fuck, I'm sicker than you know

Liquor by the 60

Who fucking with me?

Let me show these frat boys

Flip cup of whiskey

I'll be on my feet until the bitter end

We'll fight and laugh and make amends

The time will pass and they'll be back

Them party lights go dim again

Am I the only one who's having fun?

Tequila shots out of this loaded gun

I'm tryna 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 problem's getting home

Maybe we fucked up

Maybe we're not right

Maybe it's our fault

But baby it's our life

But we did it our way

So who the fuck are you to judge?

Maybe we're not right

Maybe it's our fault

But baby it's our life

But we did it our way

So who the fuck are you to judge?

To anyone who's judged me

To all those who loved me

You know what? Fuck it

These drinks are on me

Catty of the fucking sky

Fantasy

It's your boy

The bee's knees, the cat's meow

Omar LinX