Trust Issues Lyrics

You know I don't need a stylist

My diamonds Light up the party

The Weed i smoke to exotic

She giving me Sloppy toppy

Make this shit hard to Copy

For niggas that wanna mock me

The blood running through my body

I could Feel it turning solid

See' em when I see him

Keep the Sniper right on him in case I ever see him

Can't put trust in these bitches that's Why I'm scared to keep' em

Make' em spend all his digits and look at how you treat' em

One day I was out on my own

Thru the trenches I was away from home

Bad bitch she was thick to the bone she caught my eye guess I wasn't so wrong

My intention was just get it and gone

But something about her told me just Take her home

She turned around looked at me like I'm Known

She's like a actress that I don't even know

I Got her number cuz the vibe was strong

We had to link up right before she go

Invite her over back at my place at home

Just keep it private keep it on the Low

She said she'll love me till she dead and gone Forever stickin with me by the code

Until realized that I knew she was wrong

I Look beside me seen my wallet was gone

I told myself I can't be weak and this time I mean it

I raise my hands up when I preach to give it a whole new meaning

I can't find Life up in these streets gotta grind the whole season

I pray to the God he hear my speech because it's him I've been needing

You know I don't need a stylist

My diamonds Light up the party

The Weed i smoke to exotic

She giving me Sloppy toppy

Make this shit hard to Copy

For niggas that wanna mock me

The blood running through my body

I could Feel it turning solid

See' em when I see him

Keep the Sniper right on him in case I ever see him

Can't put trust in these bitches that's why I'm scared to keep' em

Make' em spend all his digits and look at how you treat' em

It be hard to keep it cool

I can't Help To help myself but I can't help to grip that tool

had to learned to help myself when I had jumped inside of that pool

With yo feet you can't even Step Cause you can't walk all in my shoes

Taking drugs like you want death I guess I tolerate that to

Get that bag Bring the whole sack I'm a go split it up With my crew

And one thing about the word Trust it could bring whole lotta issues

Get that bag don't look back Nigga said I'll be proud of me too

I told myself I can't be weak and this time I mean it

I raise my hands up when I preach to give it a whole new meaning

I can't find Life up in these streets gotta grind the whole season

I pray to the God he hear my speech because it's him I've been needing

You know I don't need a stylist

My diamonds Light up the party

The Weed i smoke to exotic

She giving me Sloppy toppy

Make this shit hard to Copy

For niggas that wanna mock me

The blood running through my body

I could Feel it turning solid

See'em when I see him

Keep the Sniper right on him in case I ever see him

Can't put trust in these bitches that's why I'm scared to keep' em

Make' em spend all his digits and look at how you treat' em