Trust issues ft. Graceboi Lyrics

Me don't trust dem niggas

Five toes in and five out

Shallow love be deceiving

All dem care is receiving

Me no trust dem bitches too

Leave your heart with stitches too

Dem act like dem feeling you

All dem care is to finish you

Salvation be my move and my reason too

Up to jah jah me I look

Lord of host I choose

But I'm strapped me can't lose

Guard myself for you

Demon hand you know

But Budha's heart I use

Once I was like you

Back stabbed and left confused

Could it be I was just used

But I powered up my own fuse

You don't believe that shit is real

You don't know how to feel

You becoming thought addict

You don't believe that shit is real

You don't know how to feel

You becoming thought addict

Me don't trust dem niggas

Five toes in and five out

Shallow love be deceiving

All dem care is receiving

Me no trust dem bitches too

Leave your heart with stitches too

Dem act like dem feeling you

All dem care is to finish you

Salvation be my move and my reason too

Up to jah jah me I look

Lord of host I choose

But I'm strapped me can't lose

Guard myself for you

Demon hand you know

But Budha's heart I use

Once I was like you

Back stabbed and left confused

Could it be I was just used

But I powered up my own fuse

Time tells everyday have been grinding

Looking forward for the grace have been finding

All the time all the day have been praying

Daddy pray mummy pray

Say the prayer make me going like a jet

Dem be hating like shit I don't care

Go down low make you move down slow

Pray to God when the things go wrong

You don't believe that shit is real

You don't know how to feel

You becoming thought addict

You don't believe that shit is real

You don't know how to feel

You becoming thought addict

I'm so afraid damn

Not of you yea

But of my dreams and

I'm so new here

Sweat in my sleeps yea

Shaking severe

Shit got me sleepless

Me should say less

I'm diverse gifted

That be true, yes

No trust with hammer and

The stone be scared

Cause they know the end

Couldn't be well

Tragic be the end

See don't pretend

Chasing my dreams and

Breaking these hands

Fending my needs Fa

Mily's still there

Fought with the street damn

Conquered me yea

It was me yea

That had to see yea

You don't believe that shit is real

You don't know how to feel

You becoming thought addict

You don't believe that shit is real

You don't know how to feel

You becoming thought addict