Trust Issues
You know, had to make a song about trust issues foe
I'm in college right now
Niggas bitches getting bust down in a twin XL, like
This shit crazy as hell
This shit really just taught me
I can't trust nobody
Can't trust a city girl and can't trust a homebody
Money on the floor, then I'ma rake it up like Yo Gotti
Fuck
Nah, I'ma just talk my shit
Run it
I can't trust women
That's the worst in me
It made me ask my mom for proof that she gave birth to me
My favorite person fucked me over
I took that personally
Now I feel Sofia, cause the one that comes first is me
You can't tag along with me, bitch, you not purple jeans
Thinking it's a backdoor when a hoe try to flirt with me
If she try to post me, I'ma fade away
That's the Dirk in me (Nowitzki)
It was hand-me-downs
Now it's a Palm Angel shirt for me
I don't trust niggas
Bro ain't there? I am not coming
I just want to get the bucks and be gone like I'm Bob Duncan
Made 10 in my sleep
You was late night job hunting
JT got like four, five hoes
I told him, lob sum
Niggas bugging me I think it's time to bust the raid out
Me and gang make bands after school, like Lemonade Mouth
I'm caution, hella pain, they finna bring the yellow tape out
My name should be uvula, the way it's up in they mouth,
And if it's there, better take it out
I don't trust where your tongue been, so we ain't making out
You not Two-Strand Twists bitch
You not getting taken out
It's funny how our guns clapping made the nigga take a bow
(Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap)
That's a showstopper
Act hard, but soft on the inside
You a blow popper
LV and Amiri
I'm a real expensive clothes shoper
Seen how they did Kobe
Now I'm never trusting no chopers
See how I did shorty now I don't even trust motion,
And she still won't leave me
She Tyreek Hill
If I call her for the play, then she gonna bust open
(Ha, Ha)
I get the kill so easy
I'm only there for you if J, Meek or Akil don't need me
Wonder why I can't see good in hoes, I'm finna ask Stevie
I know a lot of people want me
But the bag need me
I catch a cold if my pape low, cause I'm bag nemic
I just walked in
Y'all be lying, so I am not here for talking
You hoes is passed around
I should call you bitches Spalding
I always keep the cannon with me like I'm vlogging
Shout out Joseph, cause I'm rushing (Russian) to the pape, No time for stalling (Stalin)
No time for stalling
And fasho no time to trust you
Got jets like a Swifter
If we race, I'm finna dust you
Talk to my rollie like my opps
I'm like bitch im finna bust you,
I'm Nike for the check, I never ask nigga, I just do
I'ma just do it like the slogan
Seen your shoes, don't know what them are, so let's ask DeRozan
I used to take L's a(Elsa) lot, but now my wrist is frozen
Opp got comfortable(convertible) outside and now his top is open
I wanted money,
Got the fame too,
But that was not the motive
Now I can't trust a soul, and that's a lot to cope with
You say you came from nothing, but been rich
Pick a plot to go with it
You can take as many pics as you want
You can't stop the motion
Yeah, the motion don't stop, and the money don't either
I don't trust my wife,
Bitch come sign this prenup
I ain't checking if you cheating hoe, I am not your teacher
I put the Franklins first,
Never last,
I ain't Aretha
She give me sloppy toppy, then I told the bitch to clean up
Damn, that shit disgusting
Thanks to my old bitch, I'ma always be distrusting
It really burst my bubble when I found out she was bussing
Yeah, she be bussing, she be bussing
When she ask what we is, I get to Michael Jordan shrugging
But the pussy so good, that shit made me hit the dougie
Like a pregnancy, lil' motion just turned nothin' into something
Pulled up with a variable, cause we brought something into function
In the party with a stick, it got a drum, you hear it coming
Pay for promo, but it's ass, you just bumping it for nothing
She wanna kick it, but I don't do the punting, cause you bitches running
Damnnnn
I just walked that bitch
What the fuck
Fuck
Subscribe to Motion Keep Moving
You know
More shit on the way
We out
JT: I aint know this nigga was still going
I'm in college right now
Niggas bitches getting bust down in a twin XL, like
This shit crazy as hell
This shit really just taught me
I can't trust nobody
Can't trust a city girl and can't trust a homebody
Money on the floor, then I'ma rake it up like Yo Gotti
Fuck
Nah, I'ma just talk my shit
Run it
I can't trust women
That's the worst in me
It made me ask my mom for proof that she gave birth to me
My favorite person fucked me over
I took that personally
Now I feel Sofia, cause the one that comes first is me
You can't tag along with me, bitch, you not purple jeans
Thinking it's a backdoor when a hoe try to flirt with me
If she try to post me, I'ma fade away
That's the Dirk in me (Nowitzki)
It was hand-me-downs
Now it's a Palm Angel shirt for me
I don't trust niggas
Bro ain't there? I am not coming
I just want to get the bucks and be gone like I'm Bob Duncan
Made 10 in my sleep
You was late night job hunting
JT got like four, five hoes
I told him, lob sum
Niggas bugging me I think it's time to bust the raid out
Me and gang make bands after school, like Lemonade Mouth
I'm caution, hella pain, they finna bring the yellow tape out
My name should be uvula, the way it's up in they mouth,
And if it's there, better take it out
I don't trust where your tongue been, so we ain't making out
You not Two-Strand Twists bitch
You not getting taken out
It's funny how our guns clapping made the nigga take a bow
(Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap)
That's a showstopper
Act hard, but soft on the inside
You a blow popper
LV and Amiri
I'm a real expensive clothes shoper
Seen how they did Kobe
Now I'm never trusting no chopers
See how I did shorty now I don't even trust motion,
And she still won't leave me
She Tyreek Hill
If I call her for the play, then she gonna bust open
(Ha, Ha)
I get the kill so easy
I'm only there for you if J, Meek or Akil don't need me
Wonder why I can't see good in hoes, I'm finna ask Stevie
I know a lot of people want me
But the bag need me
I catch a cold if my pape low, cause I'm bag nemic
I just walked in
Y'all be lying, so I am not here for talking
You hoes is passed around
I should call you bitches Spalding
I always keep the cannon with me like I'm vlogging
Shout out Joseph, cause I'm rushing (Russian) to the pape, No time for stalling (Stalin)
No time for stalling
And fasho no time to trust you
Got jets like a Swifter
If we race, I'm finna dust you
Talk to my rollie like my opps
I'm like bitch im finna bust you,
I'm Nike for the check, I never ask nigga, I just do
I'ma just do it like the slogan
Seen your shoes, don't know what them are, so let's ask DeRozan
I used to take L's a(Elsa) lot, but now my wrist is frozen
Opp got comfortable(convertible) outside and now his top is open
I wanted money,
Got the fame too,
But that was not the motive
Now I can't trust a soul, and that's a lot to cope with
You say you came from nothing, but been rich
Pick a plot to go with it
You can take as many pics as you want
You can't stop the motion
Yeah, the motion don't stop, and the money don't either
I don't trust my wife,
Bitch come sign this prenup
I ain't checking if you cheating hoe, I am not your teacher
I put the Franklins first,
Never last,
I ain't Aretha
She give me sloppy toppy, then I told the bitch to clean up
Damn, that shit disgusting
Thanks to my old bitch, I'ma always be distrusting
It really burst my bubble when I found out she was bussing
Yeah, she be bussing, she be bussing
When she ask what we is, I get to Michael Jordan shrugging
But the pussy so good, that shit made me hit the dougie
Like a pregnancy, lil' motion just turned nothin' into something
Pulled up with a variable, cause we brought something into function
In the party with a stick, it got a drum, you hear it coming
Pay for promo, but it's ass, you just bumping it for nothing
She wanna kick it, but I don't do the punting, cause you bitches running
Damnnnn
I just walked that bitch
What the fuck
Fuck
Subscribe to Motion Keep Moving
You know
More shit on the way
We out
JT: I aint know this nigga was still going
Credits
Writer(s): Micah Thomas
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