trust nobody
Now I can't lie, I don't deserve all the hate
It was just me Dawon and Jey back in the day, in Arbor Lake
Ninth grade, moved to Fulton Pointe
Built my name, now I got rank
Doing this so the folks on the outside can learn my name
I told Leyah, we still locked in
I been hearing them say what they say
I just hope it ain't smoke with my twin
Big Rod up on em' with the Drac
While J5 in the cut, clutching F.N
I was really hanging with the real smackers
I can teach you how to spin a ben
Free Blo, that's the biggest striker
He gon' teach me how to switch a vin
I was tryna pass the ball to all of the bros, like it was a stat pad
I'm goin' bigger than big, I gotta get the track
I'm not goin' scat pack
I'm havin' racks on racks
I used to be the one that they used to laugh at
I can't trust nobody, I had to keep the gen inside the backpack
I don't trust nobody
I don't trust nobody
I don't trust nobody
I told you Leyah we locked in, but I don't trust nobody
I done been slimed out, no I don't love nobody
Baby, I don't like much, but I can't lie, I love your body
Whole different etiquette, yeah, I went elegant
I'm really smoking Buscati
Whole different element, can never settle
Have you ever been in a Bugatti?
Have you ever been in your bag for real?
Have you ever seen fifty thousand?
We selling white like the Michelin man
We spinning block like the ceiling and fan
King backdoor, but don't slime out your mans
Never switch up, gotta stick to the plan
Stinking with percs, can't switch to the Xans
I'ma call granny when I get a chance
But I just been feeling like everybody fake
I need a minute to find me again
If they had a chance, they'll sign me again
If they had a chance, they'll sign me faster
If they really wanted to sign me
They would've flew me out first and then signed me after
But then they took they time, so I went and signed now they madder
A&R's asking who I signed to, do it even matter
You can't tell me 'bout my situation
I'm the only one that's knowin'
I keep feelin' like they sleepin' on me
Probably 'cause I hear 'em snoring
I might take a break from music
I can't lie, it's gettin' boring
Grown man hatin' on a kid
I can't lie, it's gettin' annoying
I can't lie, it's gettin' corny
It was just me Dawon and Jey back in the day, in Arbor Lake
Ninth grade, moved to Fulton Pointe
Built my name, now I got rank
Doing this so the folks on the outside can learn my name
I told Leyah, we still locked in
I been hearing them say what they say
I just hope it ain't smoke with my twin
Big Rod up on em' with the Drac
While J5 in the cut, clutching F.N
I was really hanging with the real smackers
I can teach you how to spin a ben
Free Blo, that's the biggest striker
He gon' teach me how to switch a vin
I was tryna pass the ball to all of the bros, like it was a stat pad
I'm goin' bigger than big, I gotta get the track
I'm not goin' scat pack
I'm havin' racks on racks
I used to be the one that they used to laugh at
I can't trust nobody, I had to keep the gen inside the backpack
I don't trust nobody
I don't trust nobody
I don't trust nobody
I told you Leyah we locked in, but I don't trust nobody
I done been slimed out, no I don't love nobody
Baby, I don't like much, but I can't lie, I love your body
Whole different etiquette, yeah, I went elegant
I'm really smoking Buscati
Whole different element, can never settle
Have you ever been in a Bugatti?
Have you ever been in your bag for real?
Have you ever seen fifty thousand?
We selling white like the Michelin man
We spinning block like the ceiling and fan
King backdoor, but don't slime out your mans
Never switch up, gotta stick to the plan
Stinking with percs, can't switch to the Xans
I'ma call granny when I get a chance
But I just been feeling like everybody fake
I need a minute to find me again
If they had a chance, they'll sign me again
If they had a chance, they'll sign me faster
If they really wanted to sign me
They would've flew me out first and then signed me after
But then they took they time, so I went and signed now they madder
A&R's asking who I signed to, do it even matter
You can't tell me 'bout my situation
I'm the only one that's knowin'
I keep feelin' like they sleepin' on me
Probably 'cause I hear 'em snoring
I might take a break from music
I can't lie, it's gettin' boring
Grown man hatin' on a kid
I can't lie, it's gettin' annoying
I can't lie, it's gettin' corny
Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Penn-coleman
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