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DJ J12, the people's choice Funk or Die Traxamillion I can't trust niggas lately No I keep mine off safety No I been gettin' to the money, no I can't trust niggas lately No I can't trust niggas lately No I keep mine off safety No I been gettin' to the money, no I can't trust niggas lately, no I I can't trust niggas lately, I keep it off safety Waitin' on you to keep it real, I ran out of patience Bitches wanna take the rubber off and have my baby A lot of fake shit been rubbin' off on her lately You know how many niggas done changed up on me baby Know how many bitches done fagged off on me, it's crazy Sippin' all this syrup, probably drive me crazy Tryna cope with all the pain, I'm how the hood raised me Salute to Mone and Main, how them niggas raised me I don't fuck with Dame Fame, no if's, and's, and maybe's My first gold bitch got a shit load of Macys I love my kids but I know my baby mama hate me I can't trust niggas lately No I keep mine off safety No I been gettin' to the money, no I can't trust niggas lately No I can't trust niggas lately No I keep mine off safety No I been gettin' to the money, no I can't trust niggas lately, no I If I didn't rap I'd tote this stick Even though a nigga rap I still tote this bitch When I was broke I always knew that I'd be rich Even if I didn't rap I'd still be lit And I can't chase these niggas She'll fuck a nigga man so I don't trust these bitches VVS on my neck, don't try and touch these bitches I got hollows in these clips and you gon' love these bitches, and Shit been crazy nigga One up top and you know Glocks don't got no safety nigga Run him down 'til he down, tell him face me nigga Had to hit him one more time just for safety nigga No I can't trust niggas lately No I keep mine off safety No I been gettin' to the money, no I can't trust niggas lately No I can't trust niggas lately No I keep mine off safety No I been gettin' to the money, no I can't trust niggas lately, no I Yeah, that boy was a sucker, we don't sympathize Blowin' out these poles, bitch I empty mines If you don't go behind the gang you get penalized Pull out an ounce for all the devils before I sip with slime On my mama's kids, remember all the dirt we did That lil brother a rat, he don't deserve to live Ayy I been stayin' on my shit, gettin' to the bag Aimed for a quarter last year, I'm finna triple that It's residue on the counter where we broke it down I hustled at the yellow store before they tore it down Pythons in a line, I'm finna mow it down Osama llama Bin Laden how I roll around No I can't trust niggas lately No I keep mine off safety No I been gettin' to the money, no I can't trust niggas lately No I can't trust niggas lately No I keep mine off safety No I been gettin' to the money, no I can't trust niggas lately, no I
Writer(s): Phillip Beasley, Sultan Banks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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