Still Had Faith
Appa!
Fasho
Fasho
TrapGlobal
Yeah
Yeah
I still had faith up in the jugg when it was nothing left
I put my faith up in my pistol can't even trust none else
Glock with extension hold my britches I ain't wear no belt
I gotta watch my back I damn near can't even trust myself
Brace yourself
Zaza hitting nigga take a breath
I'm smoking the shit on the top of the top of the shelf
And the block hot as fuck boy a nigga might melt
I was down on my dick by myself, had to go hit some licks by my self
Smoke the pain away, fuck about my health
And you claim you so real you wasn't there
I'm too playa I don't give a fuck I don't even care
Put this switch on yo ass like a belt
Belt-to-ass, I'm back on that bullshit
This ain't no trailer I gave 'em a full clip
Wet up the block on some swimming pool shit
Fuck on that hoe, made her throw up the gang
In love with Mary jane I'm feeling like Rick James
You got exotic well we on the same thing
You having choppas well we on the same thing
Feel like Chief Keef I let them hoes go bang bang
I'm on the block like Luol Deng
I'm tryna get me some neck on a private plane
7.62 it gon cook that boy up like a microwave
I still had faith up in the jugg when it was nothing left
I put my faith up in my pistol can't even trust none else
Glock with extension hold my britches I ain't wear no belt
I gotta watch my back I damn near can't even trust myself
I still had faith up in the jugg when it was nothing left
I put my faith up in my pistol can't even trust none else
Fasho
Fasho
TrapGlobal
Yeah
Yeah
I still had faith up in the jugg when it was nothing left
I put my faith up in my pistol can't even trust none else
Glock with extension hold my britches I ain't wear no belt
I gotta watch my back I damn near can't even trust myself
Brace yourself
Zaza hitting nigga take a breath
I'm smoking the shit on the top of the top of the shelf
And the block hot as fuck boy a nigga might melt
I was down on my dick by myself, had to go hit some licks by my self
Smoke the pain away, fuck about my health
And you claim you so real you wasn't there
I'm too playa I don't give a fuck I don't even care
Put this switch on yo ass like a belt
Belt-to-ass, I'm back on that bullshit
This ain't no trailer I gave 'em a full clip
Wet up the block on some swimming pool shit
Fuck on that hoe, made her throw up the gang
In love with Mary jane I'm feeling like Rick James
You got exotic well we on the same thing
You having choppas well we on the same thing
Feel like Chief Keef I let them hoes go bang bang
I'm on the block like Luol Deng
I'm tryna get me some neck on a private plane
7.62 it gon cook that boy up like a microwave
I still had faith up in the jugg when it was nothing left
I put my faith up in my pistol can't even trust none else
Glock with extension hold my britches I ain't wear no belt
I gotta watch my back I damn near can't even trust myself
I still had faith up in the jugg when it was nothing left
I put my faith up in my pistol can't even trust none else
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