Trust Issues
One time for all the ones that doubted me
Trust
I doubled my profits now you mad at me
Trust
Trap house got my stock price tripled up
I'll slay you myself if you violate that trust
I tried to keep it g I guess g ain't good enough
I was left for dead wrote my name down in blood
I ask God everyday let me keep the semi tucked
Niggas think this shit a game But they Got me fucked up
You was in a rocket ship when I used to ride the bus
I was sleeping on the floor but a nigga ain't give up
I think I'm J Cole got a dream and a buck
Handshakes in the gang family all a nigga trust
Starting contract like a athlete huh
2 grams packed got this grab a leaf stuffed
Call me D Wade cause I keep the heat clutch
I ask for loyalty I don't really need much
Snakes made the team but they got they ass cut
Standing in the kitchen cause they want some free lunch
I keep working hard I'm not leanin' on my luck
This the eight gate rock lee uppercut
Disrespect the gang and your wig gon get brushed
I don't need the fame I need dollars in a rush
I won't trust a bitch cause I had my heart crushed
They put a lot up on my plate when I ain't used to eat much
One time for all the ones that doubted me
Trust
I doubled my profits now you mad at me
Trust
Trap house got my stock price tripled up
I'll slay you myself if you violate that trust
I tried to keep it g I guess g ain't good enough
I was left for dead wrote my name down in blood
I ask God everyday let me keep the semi tucked
Niggas think this shit a game But they Got me fucked up
One time for all the ones that doubted me
Trust
I doubled my profits now you mad at me
Trust
Trap house got my stock price tripled up
I'll slay you myself if you violate that trust
I tried to keep it g I guess g ain't good enough
I was left for dead wrote my name down in blood
I ask God everyday let me keep the semi tucked
Niggas think this shit a game But they Got me fucked up
Lookin' for peace so long I doubt we'll ever find it
Cold hearted Youngblood in bed with Drugs and violence
Sleep is the cousin of death and she don't know nobody
My bitch don't love me no mo
Don't wanna talk about it
If I'm dead and gone
Would you still play this song
Tell me when have I ever led you wrong
If I'm dead and gone
Would you still play this song
Would you still play this song
Even in a full room I still feel alone
Can't leave my feelings on
I gotta let you go even when the feelings strong
I know I did you wrong
But I'll be headed home
Home
They tell me home is where the heart lives
But I've heartless mama
Bet I'll pack up at anytime and I'll be fine
And I'll be back when the stars align
Well that's a lie
It's more likely that I'll self destruct
When they collide
I turned a soldier in this grind
Because a coward dies a thousand times
Feeling left behind because I chose to live it right
They call me Mr. Goldmine because I set my price
And never sell my soul cause its worth more than gold
The devil keep me on my toes
Breathin' down my neck
Cant tell friends from foes
Cause they will sell me out for a check
What's the price of fame
You traded blood for your position in the game
But in the end you still a slave
And I'm still Tre
Legend has it I was broke before that deal came
Then everything changed
But kid you said you'd never change
But would you still play this song
If I'm dead and gone
Would you still play this song
Tell me when have I ever led you wrong
I'm a loser, nobody's perfect
No regrets we just soul searching
A lion tatted on my sleeve
Scar over my heart
I'm heartless
Simba came home regardless
A wanted man
Wandering where the guns don't jam
They go blam like 97 summer jam
Found my lost soul at the crossroads
Covered in gold
I pawned it just to take my sisters to the corner store
Reflectin on my life
Made broken promises
I told too many lies
I talked a lot of shit
I did too many crimes
A young and heartless jitt
Close friends I left behind
Threw away Scholarships
I gotta hold my ground
My ten toes solid shit
No heroes in the town
No Batman robin shit
Products of what we round
I grew up robbin shit
Killers don't make a sound
I'm on my silent shit
But would you still play this song
See this is dope because even if you don't play this song it'll still be here and I'ma be like
"Would you still play this song?"
Trust
I doubled my profits now you mad at me
Trust
Trap house got my stock price tripled up
I'll slay you myself if you violate that trust
I tried to keep it g I guess g ain't good enough
I was left for dead wrote my name down in blood
I ask God everyday let me keep the semi tucked
Niggas think this shit a game But they Got me fucked up
You was in a rocket ship when I used to ride the bus
I was sleeping on the floor but a nigga ain't give up
I think I'm J Cole got a dream and a buck
Handshakes in the gang family all a nigga trust
Starting contract like a athlete huh
2 grams packed got this grab a leaf stuffed
Call me D Wade cause I keep the heat clutch
I ask for loyalty I don't really need much
Snakes made the team but they got they ass cut
Standing in the kitchen cause they want some free lunch
I keep working hard I'm not leanin' on my luck
This the eight gate rock lee uppercut
Disrespect the gang and your wig gon get brushed
I don't need the fame I need dollars in a rush
I won't trust a bitch cause I had my heart crushed
They put a lot up on my plate when I ain't used to eat much
One time for all the ones that doubted me
Trust
I doubled my profits now you mad at me
Trust
Trap house got my stock price tripled up
I'll slay you myself if you violate that trust
I tried to keep it g I guess g ain't good enough
I was left for dead wrote my name down in blood
I ask God everyday let me keep the semi tucked
Niggas think this shit a game But they Got me fucked up
One time for all the ones that doubted me
Trust
I doubled my profits now you mad at me
Trust
Trap house got my stock price tripled up
I'll slay you myself if you violate that trust
I tried to keep it g I guess g ain't good enough
I was left for dead wrote my name down in blood
I ask God everyday let me keep the semi tucked
Niggas think this shit a game But they Got me fucked up
Lookin' for peace so long I doubt we'll ever find it
Cold hearted Youngblood in bed with Drugs and violence
Sleep is the cousin of death and she don't know nobody
My bitch don't love me no mo
Don't wanna talk about it
If I'm dead and gone
Would you still play this song
Tell me when have I ever led you wrong
If I'm dead and gone
Would you still play this song
Would you still play this song
Even in a full room I still feel alone
Can't leave my feelings on
I gotta let you go even when the feelings strong
I know I did you wrong
But I'll be headed home
Home
They tell me home is where the heart lives
But I've heartless mama
Bet I'll pack up at anytime and I'll be fine
And I'll be back when the stars align
Well that's a lie
It's more likely that I'll self destruct
When they collide
I turned a soldier in this grind
Because a coward dies a thousand times
Feeling left behind because I chose to live it right
They call me Mr. Goldmine because I set my price
And never sell my soul cause its worth more than gold
The devil keep me on my toes
Breathin' down my neck
Cant tell friends from foes
Cause they will sell me out for a check
What's the price of fame
You traded blood for your position in the game
But in the end you still a slave
And I'm still Tre
Legend has it I was broke before that deal came
Then everything changed
But kid you said you'd never change
But would you still play this song
If I'm dead and gone
Would you still play this song
Tell me when have I ever led you wrong
I'm a loser, nobody's perfect
No regrets we just soul searching
A lion tatted on my sleeve
Scar over my heart
I'm heartless
Simba came home regardless
A wanted man
Wandering where the guns don't jam
They go blam like 97 summer jam
Found my lost soul at the crossroads
Covered in gold
I pawned it just to take my sisters to the corner store
Reflectin on my life
Made broken promises
I told too many lies
I talked a lot of shit
I did too many crimes
A young and heartless jitt
Close friends I left behind
Threw away Scholarships
I gotta hold my ground
My ten toes solid shit
No heroes in the town
No Batman robin shit
Products of what we round
I grew up robbin shit
Killers don't make a sound
I'm on my silent shit
But would you still play this song
See this is dope because even if you don't play this song it'll still be here and I'ma be like
"Would you still play this song?"
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Writer(s): Montrel Anderson
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