Trust Issues

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Call up I'm drinking, let's
Let's call up, um (uh)

All I care about is money and the city that I'm from
I'ma sip until I feel it, I'ma smoke it 'til it's done
I don't really give a fuck, and my excuse is that I'm young
And I'm only getting older, somebody should've told ya
I'm on one (ay)
Fuck it, I'm on one (yeah)
I said I'm on one
Fuck it, I'm on one
A strong one

Two white cups and I got that drink
It could be purple, it could be pink
Depending on how you mix that shit
Money to be got, and I'ma get that shit
'Cause I'm on one
Fuck it, I'm on one
Oh yeah, oh yeah

You know what I like
Oh yes, oh yeah
Oh yes, oh yeah (yeah, uh)

You know what I'm sipping, I teach you how to mix it
But you're the only one, 'cause I don't trust these bitches
I don't, I don't trust these bitches
They might catch me slippin'
So you're the only one, 'cause I don't trust these bitches
They might, they might catch me slippin' and put in something different

So you're the only one
'Cause I don't trust these bitches
I don't, I don't trust these bitches
They might catch me slippin'
So you're the only one

Oh-oh, trust issues
Oh-oh, trust issues
Oh-oh, trust issues
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Let's call up on drank and let's all get wasted
On drank and let's all get faded, yeah

Uh, Drizzy Drake, check me out
Coming live from the motherfucking north side
Kick game, run game, run it real good
But never ever have my bitches sittin' court side
Same nigga that you knew way back when
You actin' like it's somebody you don't know
Tell me how the fuck we 'posed to stay friends
When you got a bunch of feelings that you don't show

I can tell, I can tell, I can tell certain people don't like me no more
New shit don't excite me no more
Guess they don't really make 'em like me no more
Uh, you can look me in my eyes and see I ain't myself
'Cause if y'all what I created then I hate myself
But still, let them girls in
And tell 'em all leave their cell phones on the table where we see 'em
I'm all day with it, man, a.m. to the p.m.
Niggas hatin', I just wish they would say it when they see him, oh

That's that shit that drives me crazy
And it's all that I've been gettin' lately
And it's probably why I'm scared to put the time in
Women wanna fuck like they're me and I'm them
Looking for some things and I think I can find 'em in you, in you

Oh-oh, trust issues
Oh-oh, trust issues
Oh-oh, trust issues
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Let's call up on drank and let's all get wasted
On drank and let's all get faded, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Call up on drank and let's, let's call up on, uh



Credits
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Khaled Mohammaed Khaled, Noah James Shebib, William Leonard Roberts, Aubrey Drake Graham, Tyler Matthew Carl Williams, Nikhil Shanker Seetharam
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