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Trust
5,744
Hip-Hop/Rap
Trust was released on January 1, 2012 by Def Jam Recordings as a part of the album Life Is Good
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Release DateJanuary 1, 2012
LabelDef Jam Recordings
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nas
Nas
Performer
Rose Marie Tan
Rose Marie Tan
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nas
Nas
Songwriter
Matthew Burnett
Matthew Burnett
Composer
Jordan Evans
Jordan Evans
Composer
Nasir Jones
Nasir Jones
Composer
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Composer
Jamaal Sublett
Jamaal Sublett
Composer
Kevin Seconds
Kevin Seconds
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Boi-1da
Boi-1da
Producer
Brian Sumner
Brian Sumner
Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Matthew Burnett
Matthew Burnett
Additional Producer
Gabriel "G-Code" Zardes
Gabriel "G-Code" Zardes
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jordan Evans
Jordan Evans
Additional Producer
Del Bowers
Del Bowers
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It's like a cold story repeated over and over
In the winters of my mind, yeah
This shit be real, man
Shit's crazy out here
Yo, yo, yo, what up, y'all?
That's my **** over there, word
[Verse 2]
If you scared to take chances you'll never have the answers
I could tell the future of a dude how his stance is
Wonder will he shoot then you should study where his hands is
Is he gon' cock it and pop it? His waistband big
But he don't have that thing in him, slangin' just ain't in him
Body language is off, he's soft
But soft **** all a sudden start dumpin', frontin'
'Cause he feel a way, my **** say the eyes is a giveaway
[Verse 3]
One look could tell me if you really came to kill me
Be the quiet **** lookin' lame with the milli'
Who that over there creepin'? Who homie by the tree?
Better safe than sorry, look at P-noid me
Few machine guns close, we could squeeze all three
Be a cold day in Hell 'fore they creep on me
It's a lesson every premonition
Lot of **** killed 'cause they wasn't payin' attention, listen
[Verse 4]
I want a bitch I can trust, some **** I can trust
Accountants lookin' over my figures I can trust
A lawyer that's fightin' for my decisions I can trust
Damn, my ****, trust, I can never get enough
Of Rugers I can trust, shooters I can trust
Goons that know how to spot out a Judas I can trust
And if I can't trust you, the fuck is you here for?
Some of you ****' true colors becomin' clear more
[Verse 5]
It's been so long, can't remember how we begun this war
This is a everlasting thunderstorm 'cause guns went off
I see your moms, she still speak
She don't know I ain't cool with her son no more
It's old shit, see forever we holdin' this grudge
Takes real men to squash beef, end it with hugs
We buried out dead, been years, why should I worry 'bout him?
Constantly watchin' my back, plus **** tellin' I dread
[Verse 6]
Another day I put a family in black
Though I be calm and relaxed
Though I know somehow it will come back
Even if I'm in the right 'cause still a life is a life
What was it worth to see you covered in dirt?
It's quite redundant, whether you the hunter or the hunted
Mothers cry, no statute of limitation on a homicide
Just tattoos of my ****' names
I wonder, will it change? Let's ride
[Verse 7]
I want a bitch I can trust, some **** I can trust
Accountants lookin' over my figures I can trust
A lawyer that's fightin' for my decisions I can trust
Damn, my ****, trust, I can never get enough
Of Rugers I can trust, shooters I can trust
Goons that know how to spot out a Judas I can trust
And if I can't trust you, the fuck is you here for?
Some of you ****' true colors becomin' clear more
[Verse 8]
It's rare I listen to **** who never been in my position
A caterpillar can't relate to what an eagle envisions
From the mind of a man who went at it with killers
Sit down, little man, let me school you in hood business
Seen a lot of **** blow, lot of dreams folded
Some wasn't humble, ate too much, got bloated
Ain't too much left to buy, bought it, I'm loaded I guess
Lear jets, I ask myself, do I need love or success?
[Verse 9]
They say the artist that truly suffers, his stuff is the best
'Cause his heart bleed on his sleeve, pain, pistols and sex
Remember spray paintin' the word fresh and then starin' at it
Older folks angry, pointin', swearin' at it
Buildings I sprayed, nowadays drive the McLaren past it
Same old man from years ago told me life is short
So from infant to geriatric, trust your own judgement
Live with it and love it
[Verse 10]
I want a bitch I can trust, some **** I can trust
Accountants lookin' over my figures I can trust
A lawyer that's fightin' for my decisions I can trust
Damn, my ****, trust, I can never get enough
Of Rugers I can trust, shooters I can trust
Goons that know how to spot out a Judas I can trust
And if I can't trust you, the fuck is you here for?
Some of you ****' true colors becomin' clear more
Written by: Jamaal Sublett, Jordan Evans, Matthew Burnett, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Nasir Jones
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