Trust No 1

It ain't no love no more love no more love
Bet not reach for no chain we clutch guns
We a band that just mean we tote drums
Where we grew up that shit look like the slums
I told vro you know ion trust no one
And those blicks in ours pants ain't for fun
And those sticks on my mans ain't for show
I told bro don't sell stick we on go

Bitch you ain't go get it easy life be sour squeeze yo lemon easy
Hope my tete praying for me she said that we need Jesus
Why you think I do it for em they told you I be preaching
Move as a team clear out the thieves you gotta watch for leeches
Streets be cold I seen some thangs that put my heart on freezy
I can't get to comfortable until whole gang balling with me
I can't be too vulnerable ion wanna go out like I'm Ricky
Ion wanna share no love no more I know y'all ain't really with me
Bro say bring my strap let's get it ion really like leaving crib without it
I'm was tryna run up count my dollars
Get the trap jumping up like hydraulics
Chasing that bag ran up my mileage
Bacc to the trap fucc being a artist
Y'all wanna talk about who flow hotter
Why they wanna act like Flacc ain't flowing

(Mmmhmm)

Wanna walk in my shoes don't know where I'm going
Talking bout smoke don't know what I'm blowing
Tryna move like me don't know what I'm knowing

(Mmmhmm)

Hands in my pockets wanna know what I'm holding
Big bank Sammy can't hide can't fold it
Came a long a way reminisce bout my lowest

(Mmmhmm)

It ain't no love no more love no more love
Bet not reach for no chain we clutch guns
We a band that just mean we tote Drums
Where we grew up that shit look like The slums
I told vro you know ion trust no one
And those blacks in ours pants ain't For fun
And those sticks on my mans ain't for Show
I told bro don't sell sticc we on go



Credits
Writer(s): Tyjuan Jackson
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