Faith In My Trust (feat. Sizer)
Yeah
Coldest nights
Way that it burns
Bro likes fights
Hope that he learns
Done miles on the bike
Non handed turns
Do what I like
Screwface I'm stern
I don't judge like stern
More like simon
When I saw red
He got frightened
If i want bread
Dont do consignment
Stand up and work
Or sit and stay silent
S, I wont dress to impress
But I'll make an impression
The way he got pressed
He knows compression
I'm in my own head
Can't teach me a lesson
I'm thinking in yellow
I'm clocking these lemons
Babes got melons
I want a fruit salad
Babes got melons
I want a fruit salad
Can't move orange like ed
I wont sing ballads
My faith in my trust
It's all that I had
But I'm losing my touch
Oh no no no
You said what you said but
You broke it instead
Now it's all my head
I can't forget
Who gon make amends now
You said that we was friends, wow
Could see it through my lenses
You had second guesses
Way too complicated
I'm tired of waiting
I'm losing patience
What a shame, oh what a shame
Going too quick on the fast lane
By the time we slowed down it was too late
Had the top dropped down like the Mulsanne
Got my hands tied up like a shoelace
Look around ye this shit goes two ways
Cut me off left stains on the blade
Now my head in the clouds nothing was the same
Its hard to be this cute
I played your tape
All on mute
Why did he lie?
Not one word of truth in his rhymes
Look deep in his eyes and the lies there too
I'm tryna get off the timeline
Its my time and darling you should too
I'm tryna make some moves
Fuck my eyes with my hands I wanna undress you
Say you need some time
But I'm losing my mind
You look more than nice
Looking like my type
Show me paradise
Show me ride or die
Show me what it's like
Ah ah ah
My faith in my trust
It's all that I had
But I'm losing my touch
Oh no no no
You said what you said but
You broke it instead
Now it's all my head
I can't forget
Coldest nights
Way that it burns
Bro likes fights
Hope that he learns
Done miles on the bike
Non handed turns
Do what I like
Screwface I'm stern
I don't judge like stern
More like simon
When I saw red
He got frightened
If i want bread
Dont do consignment
Stand up and work
Or sit and stay silent
S, I wont dress to impress
But I'll make an impression
The way he got pressed
He knows compression
I'm in my own head
Can't teach me a lesson
I'm thinking in yellow
I'm clocking these lemons
Babes got melons
I want a fruit salad
Babes got melons
I want a fruit salad
Can't move orange like ed
I wont sing ballads
My faith in my trust
It's all that I had
But I'm losing my touch
Oh no no no
You said what you said but
You broke it instead
Now it's all my head
I can't forget
Who gon make amends now
You said that we was friends, wow
Could see it through my lenses
You had second guesses
Way too complicated
I'm tired of waiting
I'm losing patience
What a shame, oh what a shame
Going too quick on the fast lane
By the time we slowed down it was too late
Had the top dropped down like the Mulsanne
Got my hands tied up like a shoelace
Look around ye this shit goes two ways
Cut me off left stains on the blade
Now my head in the clouds nothing was the same
Its hard to be this cute
I played your tape
All on mute
Why did he lie?
Not one word of truth in his rhymes
Look deep in his eyes and the lies there too
I'm tryna get off the timeline
Its my time and darling you should too
I'm tryna make some moves
Fuck my eyes with my hands I wanna undress you
Say you need some time
But I'm losing my mind
You look more than nice
Looking like my type
Show me paradise
Show me ride or die
Show me what it's like
Ah ah ah
My faith in my trust
It's all that I had
But I'm losing my touch
Oh no no no
You said what you said but
You broke it instead
Now it's all my head
I can't forget
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Takriti
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