trust nobody

don q

it's highbridge affiliates over everything

fuck the rest

don season

i don't trust nobody

ride shotty with the shotty

we just crashed the party

matching black ferrari's

where the paparazzi?

this shit 'bout a half a ticket

then count it ourselves so we had to get it

i get on them pills i'm an addict with' it

i get in that ghost and turn casper in it

yeah i got that pack i'm in traffic with' it

yeah we ran it up and they mad we did it

the weed for that chain

that's a bad decision

moral of the story

ain't no happy endin's

look

i don't trust nobody

i'm lookin' like a 'rari

pussy

come and try me

you know that we got it

play me it's a hommie

ain't no other option

we come from the gutter

shootouts in public

they duckin' for cover

man

fuck undercovers

next nigga snitch and we figure it out

we gon' scissor his nose and his tongue to his mouth

stood on the corner with onions and butter

i done seen friends shoot they guns at each other

i done seen real niggas turn into suckers

i done seen school niggas turn into hustlas

i done seen niggas get sentenced up top

and they main bitch be fuckin' the nigga they shot!

we blessed with success 'cause we been through a lot

i'm dressed to impress gettin' bent in the drop

i don't trust nobody

and nigga i'm serious

went and dropped a quarter at the dealership

keep a shooter with' me when i'm wheelin' it

keep that strap on his lap

no concealin' it

so get back for he snap

start revealin' it

movin' i'm clearin' it

too many questions

you makin' me curious

bag full of percs and i'm takin' a pair of 'em

i don't trust nobody

ain't nothin' nice man we grew up a mess

whenever you seen me i threw up the west

i'm about to start giving y'all jewelry the test

i heard the diss

i ain't truly impressed

i been that nigga since coogi was fresh

i spent my days on the stoop and them steps

if only you knew what we'd do for a check

fuck your comparisons

i got some bitches in maryland that'll do trips in the caravan

suitcase with money a couple of packages

clothes on the top it's gon' look like they travelin'

i post on the post with an 'o' of that coke

watchin' for ops and the toast in my coat

shots off the blunt then get low from the folks

when you come to my hood they gon' call me the goat

whoa!