Trust Issues

Smooth operator

Five figures couldn't operate me

Tell the label that they didn't rate me

Yo, S, you hear that?

On the radio they say my name, g

I remember when they didn't play me

Yo, it's kinda crazy

Fake love, hella shady

But I'll buy it if them **** pay me

I got trust issues

And I'm hoping that your love will change me

I will show you if you be my lady

Put a crown pon your head and put some Dior on your body

Take you to the South and introduce you to the posse

Melanin beauty, man, I got you if you got me

Lay you on your back and I will ease all of your worries

Shea butter for your skin and for your troubles give you sikha

Give you something special cah you different

You ain't gotta worry when I leave ya

Wrote this one for you so you can play it through your speaker

Show you happiness

If you follow, I will lead ya

I don't trust, nah, nah

Why does all this money come with big drama?

How you mean?

She a sweet talker

Got me feeling like I'm Biggie, call me big poppa

Loving me

I don't trust, nah, nah

Why does all this money come with big drama

How you mean?

She a sweet talker

Got me feeling like I'm Biggie, call me big poppa

Loving me

Brown skin popping

Girl, you show-stopping

How you teasing at me with them little eyes, stop it

All the sweet talking

Come we move past it

Can you show a **** where the true love is

Break it, break it, see how you get down

Take it, take it, got me going wow

Show you off 'cause you the best in town

Tell my exes what you feel me now

I see you posing in your pictures with my chain, girl, you litty

If I went broke, would you be down for me really?

I don't know, maybe all these questions getting silly

Show me that you're with it, be my rider and my killy

Trust issues all aside, I'll make it happen if you dig it

Show off to your girls, you reside with the realest

Yeah, you look so fire by side, girl, you kill it

I'ma push your dreams to the sky till you live it

I don't trust, nah, nah

Why does all this money come with big drama?

How you mean?

She a sweet talker

Got me feeling like I'm Biggie, call me big poppa

Loving me

I don't trust, nah, nah

Why does all this money come with big drama

How you mean?

She a sweet talker

Got me feeling like I'm Biggie, call me big poppa, loving me

She got me feeling so good I had to do the third verse

Put the money in the bank and let it do the work first

Trusted in a girl and left her on the worst terms

Ever since, I've only trusted if the trust was earned first

Roll a spliff for all the them **** tryna burn me

Send a shot for all the guys that done me dirty

When you see my queen, bow and curtsy

I know she feel me though

She tell her friends, "Ooh, that's my baby on the stereo"

I see her cheering and screaming up in the front row

Say she got my back, I'm tryna see if it's a front though

You with me in all the highs, but when I run low

Tell me that it's you I'll confide in when it unfolds

Issues with trust, I gotta stress less

Baby, be my empress

Love me till my last breath

Know it doesn't make sense

But you the only one I trust

Don't go playing with mind

Don't go playing with love

I don't trust, nah, nah

Why does all this money come with big drama?

How you mean?

She a sweet talker

Got me feeling like I'm Biggie, call me big poppa

Loving me

I don't trust, nah, nah

Why does all this money come with big drama

How you mean?

She a sweet talker

Got me feeling like I'm Biggie, call me big poppa

Loving me