Trust No One
Tell that bitch that I said hey
I can't believe that you not right up in my face
Don't you miss me being laid up in your place
One thing for sure, you're on my mind it's going to race
Don't you miss when we would buy the 8th
Drink some alcohol by the case
I can't fake it baby this one kind of aches
Fuck it baby I can't trust no one
I can't trust no one
I can't trust no one
Finna, take a hit go outer space
Writing, running out of space
I know you been running out of faith
But God knows we gon sin we aint no saints
My nigga bought a glock and started rubbing off the paint
In my heart it's so much pain
I can't fake it baby sometimes feel insane
Sometimes feel insane
And I don't trust no one
After everything that I did
All the hoes that I hmm
How can I trust my bitch
All the hoes that I miss
I ain't never write this, nah
Must be
Something about this one
Got to score no assist
Long shot but a hole-in-one
Tell my haters hold this L
Tell my haters hold this L
Tell my haters hold this L
Tell my haters hold this L
Tell that bitch that I said hey
I can't believe that you not right up in my face
Don't you miss me being laid up in your place
One thing for sure, you're on my mind it's going to race
Don't you miss when we would buy the 8th
Drink some alcohol by the case
I can't fake it baby this one kind of aches
Fuck it baby I can't trust no one
I can't trust no one
I can't trust no one
I can't believe that you not right up in my face
Don't you miss me being laid up in your place
One thing for sure, you're on my mind it's going to race
Don't you miss when we would buy the 8th
Drink some alcohol by the case
I can't fake it baby this one kind of aches
Fuck it baby I can't trust no one
I can't trust no one
I can't trust no one
Finna, take a hit go outer space
Writing, running out of space
I know you been running out of faith
But God knows we gon sin we aint no saints
My nigga bought a glock and started rubbing off the paint
In my heart it's so much pain
I can't fake it baby sometimes feel insane
Sometimes feel insane
And I don't trust no one
After everything that I did
All the hoes that I hmm
How can I trust my bitch
All the hoes that I miss
I ain't never write this, nah
Must be
Something about this one
Got to score no assist
Long shot but a hole-in-one
Tell my haters hold this L
Tell my haters hold this L
Tell my haters hold this L
Tell my haters hold this L
Tell that bitch that I said hey
I can't believe that you not right up in my face
Don't you miss me being laid up in your place
One thing for sure, you're on my mind it's going to race
Don't you miss when we would buy the 8th
Drink some alcohol by the case
I can't fake it baby this one kind of aches
Fuck it baby I can't trust no one
I can't trust no one
I can't trust no one
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Writer(s): Jose Troncoso Iii
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