Trust In Me
If you ever catch me lying let me know
Ooowwwee
I need it
I need it
Molly got time speeding
Turned morning into evenings
Up and down in the deep end
Only xanax get me sleeping
Sell a thousand pills on the weekend
Oh its thursday I'm the weeknd
XO trip with more bows
I'll be 5 up when the week ends
Been up 4 days when the streak ends
To be a boss they done taxed the cost
Touched TDC on technicalities
Niggas don't sleep cause of nightmares
Some more afraid of reality
On the run they can't have it easy
Seen 30 cops at my mama house
Another 5 to my lawyer
I'll be 30 up by the summer though
It's a juggathon all money in on this marathon
Cause we love da hussle
You know it's real I embrace the struggle
Gotta break it down just to grow the muscle
Might break it down and see all the profit
Cocaine music shoutout to gotti
I think the drugs got me out my body
Fake love got me out my body
Bad batches and people change
It feels strange can't trust nobody
I think the drugs got me out my body
Fake love got me out my body
Bad batches and people change
It feels strange can't trust nobody
Ooowwweee
What a world we live in
Trust is the truest measure of love
Forever you can trust in me
I can't feel shit
Voices keep tellin me to kill shit
Can't stop popping these pills and
Smoking like I ain't still on papers
And My pistol smoking cause I know I still got haters
I'm too solid they tryna get within
And instead of win you gotta kill of traitors
I ain't the same
I been out my body
Hope he beats the case Bleep done shot some bodies
This a forever thing
Tatted on My body
You ain't gotta ask
You know how I'm rocking
I'm starting to feel like Pac
Or Kobe Bryant with the rock
But I still got dope in my socks
And pledge allegiance to balling whether or not I'm a jock
Groupie Groupie Love Win and pussy popping on the headstand
When them bands in
No PV and Grambling
Bring them masks out niggas scrambling
Watch them coochies pop themselves like they came with eggs in em
Machines with a kickstand
No legs in em
In and Out really fed niggas
Shoutout my lifers and my seg niggas
Can't ask twice or ever beg niggas
Tryna see the sun more than rec nigga
DUI how I wreck niggas
Bitch on MTV how she next niggas'
If she been with me bless the next nigga
It's no stress nigga
It's no stress nigga
It's no stress
It's easy
Oooweee
Ooowwwee
I need it
I need it
Molly got time speeding
Turned morning into evenings
Up and down in the deep end
Only xanax get me sleeping
Sell a thousand pills on the weekend
Oh its thursday I'm the weeknd
XO trip with more bows
I'll be 5 up when the week ends
Been up 4 days when the streak ends
To be a boss they done taxed the cost
Touched TDC on technicalities
Niggas don't sleep cause of nightmares
Some more afraid of reality
On the run they can't have it easy
Seen 30 cops at my mama house
Another 5 to my lawyer
I'll be 30 up by the summer though
It's a juggathon all money in on this marathon
Cause we love da hussle
You know it's real I embrace the struggle
Gotta break it down just to grow the muscle
Might break it down and see all the profit
Cocaine music shoutout to gotti
I think the drugs got me out my body
Fake love got me out my body
Bad batches and people change
It feels strange can't trust nobody
I think the drugs got me out my body
Fake love got me out my body
Bad batches and people change
It feels strange can't trust nobody
Ooowwweee
What a world we live in
Trust is the truest measure of love
Forever you can trust in me
I can't feel shit
Voices keep tellin me to kill shit
Can't stop popping these pills and
Smoking like I ain't still on papers
And My pistol smoking cause I know I still got haters
I'm too solid they tryna get within
And instead of win you gotta kill of traitors
I ain't the same
I been out my body
Hope he beats the case Bleep done shot some bodies
This a forever thing
Tatted on My body
You ain't gotta ask
You know how I'm rocking
I'm starting to feel like Pac
Or Kobe Bryant with the rock
But I still got dope in my socks
And pledge allegiance to balling whether or not I'm a jock
Groupie Groupie Love Win and pussy popping on the headstand
When them bands in
No PV and Grambling
Bring them masks out niggas scrambling
Watch them coochies pop themselves like they came with eggs in em
Machines with a kickstand
No legs in em
In and Out really fed niggas
Shoutout my lifers and my seg niggas
Can't ask twice or ever beg niggas
Tryna see the sun more than rec nigga
DUI how I wreck niggas
Bitch on MTV how she next niggas'
If she been with me bless the next nigga
It's no stress nigga
It's no stress nigga
It's no stress
It's easy
Oooweee
Credits
Writer(s): James Hunter Iv
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