I got trust issues, niggas dying over tweets
Bullets flying about that beef, long live my brother Streetz
I got trust issues, niggas snakes about them phones
Yo best friend might bust yo dome, go to sleep he take yo chrome
I got trust issues, niggas dying over tweets
Bullets flying about that beef, long live my brother Neen
I got trust issues, niggas snakes about them phones
Yo best friend might bust yo dome, go to sleep he take yo chrome
I got bitches on my line, steady calling I decline
Life’s a movie can’t rewind
Ain’t bout a dime, ain’t worth my time
Glock 30, that’s a .45
Love and hate is a thin line
From a city full of crime, when I got shot opps prayed I died
But I didn’t bitch I’m still standing, at the top ain’t ever landing
Opps fearing me they like Murdaa too savage
And when he buck a U do be hopping start clapping
Aimed that shit at the [?] and they see me catching
Thought they won the race until I overlapped ’em
Only had a strap to feed drizzy a snapper
I went to Atlanta to get me a thumper
I know this shit fire, ain’t giving out samples
When you at the bottom nobody gon’ help you
Upgraded to Glocks no more .38 specials
Stop playing with yo life and go get you a weapon
I’m chasing this bag and I’m counting my blessings
Ain’t trusting these niggas not even the Second
And I got the drip, how I dress so impressive
These niggas they diss but they really ain’t stepping
I got trust issues, niggas dying over tweets
Bullets flying about that beef, long live my brother Streetz
I got trust issues, niggas snakes about them phones
Yo best friend might bust yo dome, go to sleep he take yo chrome
I got trust issues, niggas dying over tweets
Bullets flying about that beef, long live my brother Neen
I got trust issues, niggas snakes about them phones
Yo best friend might bust yo dome, go to sleep he take yo chrome
Pledge allegiance to the gang, pledge allegiance to the clique
I don’t trust no nigga, I don’t trust no bitch
Riding around with a pound DB smoking out a zip
Riding around with a drum told Murdaa leave the clip
30 Deep thats the gang we ain’t letting niggas in
Fill your ass with a clip, we don’t give a fuck if you was kidding
You a snitch you get stitched from your ear to your chin
Free my brother from that pen, took his time with a grin
Pledge allegiance to the gang, pledge allegiance to the squad
I don’t trust no nigga, I don’t trust no broad
Run up on me you get smoked
[?] keep that rod
Run up you get smoked now yo ass with the gods
I been playing with a check ain’t talking bout five
Guy playing with tech told ’em take it to the line
Stop playing with the neck lemme hit it from behind
She was fucking with the opps so I hit her with that fire
Ran down on my cousin nigga owe me a zip
I don’t trust no nigga I don’t trust no bitch
I’m a neighborhood baby I’m a 6 Deuce Crip
30 Deep ’til I die keep a 30 on my hip
I got trust issues, niggas dying over tweets
Bullets flying about that beef, pull up on em .223
I got trust issues, niggas dying over tweets
Bullets flying about that beef, long live my brother Streetz
I got trust issues, niggas snakes about them phones
Yo best friend might bust yo dome, go to sleep he take yo chrome
I got trust issues, niggas dying over tweets
Bullets flying about that beef, long live my brother Neen
I got trust issues, niggas snakes about them phones
Yo best friend might bust yo dome, go to sleep he take yo chrome
www.pillowlyrics.com
419786
497975
88k
20