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TrustNoTrick
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Hip-Hop/Rap
TrustNoTrick was released on February 10, 2025 by Nobodys Records as a part of the album New Soul to an Old Basement - EP
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Release DateFebruary 10, 2025
LabelNobodys Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM120

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tony Spite
Tony Spite
Rap
Sim Nobody
Sim Nobody
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tony Spite
Tony Spite
Songwriter
Sim Nobody
Sim Nobody
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sim Nobody
Sim Nobody
Producer

Lyrics

Runnin around like fuck this shit
I be countin chips but my luck won't hit
Lesson learned I don't trust no trick
If I'm goin out I'm gon tuck that switch
Imma buck misfit gotta hood on my face
Popped off onna fake cuz he stood in the way
Pushing his fate had his foot on the break
But it's too late knew that he couldn't escape
A sycophant fiend when I'm gettin the green
I be hittin it clean before dippin the scene
A trick up my sleeve is a blick and a beam
I be reignin supreme with it aimed at your team
Squad dropped like a glitch in the stream
Hot shot I be hittin them 3s
Bop bop from the rooftop
That's a new spot for nobody to be
Imma just hang in the shadow
Sharpin my blade for the battle
Sliding with ease I'm crossing my Ts
All motion a waste when it matters
Running in place feel like cattle
Catchin a case fr your master
Got you with fees a man to appease
I'm puttin the brakes on this chapter
They profit off dreams that they shatter
Lies that they feed never scatter
Downstairs to my dungeon
All in my mind heart beat really pumping
All of my time wasted on these hunches
All of my rhymes fall flat where's the punches
Maybe I can run it back
Whole tree full of moneybags
No please imma cunning lad
Promise I'm done with the funny act
Where your honey at
I got your green and a gun
Try and study that
No point if you fronting all of it
Your soul rots out from inside I'm calling it
Never gonna change when you look and follow it
Always be the same with their looks a shallowing
Beat the hollowing define your moment
Find yourself and your friends and hold em
Block the noise and then ditch the bullshit
A leap of faith to escape the crow nest
Imma just hang in the shadow
Sharpin my blade for the battle
Sliding with ease I'm crossing my Ts
All motion a waste when it matters
Running in place feel like cattle
Catchin a case fr your master
Got you with fees a man to appease
I'm puttin the brakes on this chapter
They profit off dreams that they shatter
Lies that they feed never scatter
They tighten the chains disguise all the gains
And leave you in debt to the rafters
I'm flipping the script it's a pattern
Burning it down never flattered
No chasing the fame a ghost in the game
Just watching my pockets get fatter
Written by: Sim Nobody, Tony Spite
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