Trust Issues! (feat. Percules)

Oh, girl you know
There's some things that's going on
And I'm vibing to this beat
But girl I gotta tell you

I'm not liking your tone
Better leave that shit at home
Leave a message at the tone
Girl you know

You've been up right now
And I thought that I should let you know
I won't ever leave for a girl
I won't let you go
Baby no, no, no
I just wanted you to know
That I've been lying to ya
Girl I been lying to ya

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, Okay, Okay, Okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay okay

Knock that boy out it's a wipeout
I said fist fight
Nigga, why is yo knife out?
I got a clippy
It hit from the high ground
You been on BS
My nigga what's that bout'

Goddamn, how you get so low?
Said you got 1 man
I won't hit no more
But your on my LAN
And ya' in my home
If my girl come back
Then I'm set in stone, goddamn

Take a step back, to look at what you've done
I know I'm partially at fault, but it don't matter
But if you take my hand, nothing will be the same

Nothing will be the same
Oh - oh - oh - oh

Baby I'm reminiscing
Bout' the pessimistic things you do to me, I
Don't have 20/20 vision
But I hope that your seein' my world through a fisheye
Two faced when I ask to stay
But you say your late
When I know that you have time
On one got a man at home
And three long gone girl, you living two lives

I gotta say
I did the same
You ain't the only one taking the blame
If you want truth
Then I'll tell you up straight
But you still won't accept
That your running from shame

Maybe its time for us to separate
Two Years of playing husband wit a fake
It's time to give up, cuz' I'm tired of love
And I'm done playin wit you like it was game

Like it was a game
Twenty two Shots
And they go through your brain
Run up on me you get put in a range (Huh, yeah)
Ok, like

Diamonds on me you don't know us (Bah, bah)
I pour a five in a four up (Bah, bah)
Me and my niggas we go up (Bow, bow)
I don't give a fuck, imma call her and show up (Bah, bah)

Like huh?
Yeah, gotta gun you better show me
And I dunk on yo hoe like I'm Kobe
And I'm hittin' her spot, she like me

Diamonds on me you get cut up (Yeah)
He want the smoke he can run up (Yeah)
Telling you bitch to come over
I'm beating it down till the motherfuckin' sun up

Yeah, uh
And my whip brand new
Brand new, bitch I whip it
Brand new, On the top like Cantu
In my whip brand new, I got trust issues

We got trust issues
Issues
And my wrist cold
Like a igloo
Fuckin on yo hoes
She got issues
Bitch you playin stu'
Trust issues, like