Trust

Man you told me you love me that ain't enough
Once that money involved who can I trust
People love you when they see you blowing up
Man I started this shit off of 2 hunnit bucks
Don't talk to me
You probably be plotting on sparking me
Don't talk to me
It's hate in ya eyes and I can see

Man you told me you love me that ain't enough
Once that money involved who can I trust
People love you when they see you blowing up
Man I started this shit off of 2 hunnit bucks
Don't talk to me
You probably be plotting on sparking me
Don't talk to me
It's hate in ya eyes and I can see

I was living too quick had to slow down
All them friends in past idk now
Say you love me but I'm bouta blow now
While I'm here R.I.P slowdown
Uh
I'm not a kid
Play about me niggas right on ya head
Crossing that line for the bread
Niggas who cherish a dollar be weird

Been on my back baltimore on the map
All that negative shit people torn from that
Turn my back on the hate I'm mature for that
All my niggas they dragg like we born wit them rackzz
Let me turn up I been chilling for years
Try not to think about all of them tears
I be tripping sometimes still be thinking you here
Too much hating involved but I never would cared

Man you told me you love me that ain't enough
Once that money involved who can I trust
People love you when they see you blowing up
Man I started this shit off of 2 hunnit bucks
Don't talk to me
You probably be plotting on sparking me
Don't talk to me
It's hate in ya eyes and I can see

Man you told me you love me that ain't enough
Once that money involved who can I trust
People love you when they see you blowing up
Man I started this shit off of 2 hunnit bucks
Don't talk to me
You probably be plotting on sparking me
Don't talk to me
It's hate in ya eyes and I can see

Putting my heart in this shit let me run it up
Crazy how niggas can drag but they ain't us
Soon as I get a mill I prolly put it up
Niggas be riding waves still cant sit wit us
Shit that I live thru give you them chill bumps
Shit that I rap about really be real stuff
Traveled the world I feel like pilgrim
I put my life on a beat so they feel us
I got some people who cruddy I still trust
I got some brothers I love we still fuss
Get outta line and rob gon kill sum
Nigga want beef then this bullet will heal him
Been in them streets so I'm really aware
So many gone gotta keep me a pair
Run down on me then I'm leaving you there
When I get me these millions I swear ima share



Credits
Writer(s): John Crosby
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