Trust a Soul

Can't trust a soul, so I gotta keep a pole
And they say diamonds last forever, well okay
Mix it with the gold, yeah
I'm finna blow, who is he nobody knows
Gotta keep that money coming in them niggas think I'm selling bowls
Expensive clothes, Moncler jacket when it's cold
And all my niggas say omertà, we locked in, won't never fold
Extensive hoes, got fast shit, we on the road
And I'm still standing on all ten, gon' be this way until I'm old

You niggas ain't ready for this
They holding the bag, I'm sending a blitz
Gotta new bitch, we gon' fuck at the Ritz
Let me grip on her ass, she get wet as my wrist
Tell her bitch ain't no better than this
We go straight at whoever, we don't wait to pick
Extended on me, gotta carry the clip
If they come through here twice, we gon' bury his whip
We don't play, 30 with me, I'm feeling like Klay
If a nigga act crazy, we spray
Now he screamin' for help Ándale
Ain't a nigga like me in this bracket
And I'm from DC, you know I'm taxin'
You can't trust 'em, these niggas be actors
Still free cuz, we scream that til it's backwards, He a factor

Can't trust a soul, so I gotta keep a pole
And they say diamonds last forever, well okay
Mix it with the gold, yeah
I'm finna blow, who is he nobody knows
Gotta keep that money coming in them niggas think I'm selling bowls
Expensive clothes, Moncler jacket when it's cold
And all my niggas say omertà, we locked in, won't never fold
Extensive hoes, got fast shit, we on the road
And I'm still standing on all ten, gon' be this way until I'm old

That money be comin' I get it and double it
Bro got the bqg, I know that he ain't fumbling
Thumbing through racks, we treat that like it's nothing
These niggas be rats, we don't fuck with the government
Like fuck a vaccine, you get shot Name ain't glizzy, but I keep a lot
Think they smart, they ain't peep in" the plot
Start riding in Ghost when I start getting hot
You niggas ain't fucking with me
Boy, want a verse gotta charge 'em a fee
My mind it get blurry, I'm smoking OG
Got another new bitch, she get down on her knees
Ayy, get lit on a move, I'm about to get rich
Mind over matter, ain't making no diss
It's just me and Boogie, I know he won't switch, gang

Can't trust a soul, so I gotta keep a pole
And they say diamonds last forever, well okay
Mix it with the gold, yeah
I'm finna blow, who is he nobody knows
Gotta keep that money coming in them niggas think I'm selling bowls
Expensive clothes, Moncler jacket when it's cold
And all my niggas say omertà, we locked in, won't never fold
Extensive hoes, got fast shit, we on the road
And I'm still standing on all ten, gon' be this way until I'm old



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Writer(s): Trevon Thompson
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