Swerve & SYG - Don't Judge lyrics

Its been a long time, A lot of places i've been When i think of back home, i just think of my friends If we never got caught up in d**, what we could of been We were on our way up, now their lost in the wind And i'm lost on my own, chain smoking this dro When i think of my rhymes, i think of water to wine Lyrics to gold, this poetry here is me baring my soul, here you can have it It's old 26 years old, damnit it seems so old, they say i'm half way young, i say i'm antique if you ask me brotha, unveiling this mask I've been wearing since i was born, no anger i'm pa**ed beef brotha, trying to find the peace, examining parts of me, i've never seen before Me and this pen Me and the crowd Me and this mic Were just working this out.. And this is my therapy… No, please don't stare at me.. No, please don't judge Just me and this blunt and this hennesey No, please, no pictures, i don't keep any memory's I'm better off on my own, no need to remember me.. Please…. please…. just let me be.. Chosen a high instead of embracing this life
i think it a problem, but within that
thought is where i'll be promised
to find an issue, which where
there was not, and that's
the real issue and problem
ive been conditioned to
follow, hope 
for a wishful tomorrow
mission impossible, im
beggin your pardon,homie 
i'm sorry but im just 
getting started 
n i ain't pickin up a guitar
tp pluck just because
i'm an artist that doesn't
fit your description which 
might i adds a bit ignorant
im not above all of it 
but i'm smarter than politics
and i'm more for the heart 
and the soul than playing
a part in a role that isn't me
within this music industry,
of bitter dreams, the only
way i want you picturing me's 
is changing history
ha, why you gotta pick on me?
because i actually believe in
what i speak, n what i think
of's kinda deep, and what i 
spit is kinda softer, well explain
to me then why the feeling 
you get from its always stronger...
is anybody there
my life's a broken elevator
everbody stares
well aware, tho i barely do care
is it what i'm wearing, or because
i'm here, standing, f**ing
breathing air… This ain't the end, 
just gettin' started ..and this is my therapy… No, please don't stare at me.. No, please don't judge Just me and this blunt and this hennesey No, please, no pictures, i don't keep any memory's I'm better off on my own, no need to remember me.. Please…. please…. just let me be..