Listen to TRUST (feat. Tech N9ne) by NF

TRUST (feat. Tech N9ne)

NF

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
NF
NF
Vocals
Tech N9ne
Tech N9ne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
NF
NF
Composer
Tommee Profitt
Tommee Profitt
Songwriter
Cole Walowac
Cole Walowac
Composer
Aaron D. Yates
Aaron D. Yates
Composer
Nate Feuerstein
Nate Feuerstein
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NF
NF
Producer
Tommee Profitt
Tommee Profitt
Producer
Saint X
Saint X
Producer

Lyrics

Focus on it every single day, I wanna figure out a way To get ahead of what I think I know is coming It's obvious you got a problem if you always tryna make it seem As if you've never been afraid, then why you runnin'? I could never look at what I do the way that other people can And walk away, I can't be separated from it Stickin' out my neck is how I made it where I'm at You wanna cut it up but can't, man, they can never take it from me (I'm) Outlandish, take chances Gotta get it while I can with my damage My sanity could leave but if it vanished Don't matter to me, I'd still manage Gue-guess you could say I'm at an advantage My vantage point can be quite lavish Got so many cadences No way to pick one, which bag is my hand in Depends what mood I'm in Oh, no, I'm in a mood again Lord knows I'm a hooligan Losin' it, who can get gruesome with You, if it comes down to what you can bet? I shoot direct, defuse the threat And they wonder why the music has a huge effect? Could it be 'cause I've been the go-to when it comes to depth? 'Cause I'm the one that they be callin' when the people get fed up And want the music with the visuals, I got a vendetta For any part of me that wanna make it hard to get set up And take away the happiness, it can be kinda pathetic But when I look at everything that's tryna give me a headache I gotta be honest, I really been the cause of it, get it 'Cause I can see a side of me you'll never see, you can tell when I'm at the breakin' point, I finally had to sit with the devil I went into hell and I asked him what the problem is yellin' He tried to get me to live with him, even called me a sinner And told me everything about me doesn't feel like a winner So why continue when he's tellin' me I might as well give up? I took a moment, thought about it, feelin' caught in the middle But got offended when he told me I would live in a kennel And I can never leave it, even if I made it to Heaven He'd find a way to get me back and send a demon to get me I'm like, "woah (woah), hold up, I don't think so" Skin and bones meet my ego How's he look? He don't eat much Let him starve, I don't feed him I just beat him, I just leave him in his womb, in a fetal Let him cry, let him yell, let him scream, I don't need him Lift off when I'm ticked off, my pitfalls I latch onto like a pit dog I sit calm with a sick thought of a sitcom of the life I live Life I live's more like a sci-fi flick I hide in, wanna watch? Dive right in My silence doesn't mean I'm dyin' Just means I'm careful with the time I spend, so (Look, look) Look what I, look what I done (ayy) Helpin' 'em people I love (I love) My life is not what it was (no) I do whatever I must (woo) Count on one hand who I trust (ayy) Count on one hand who I trust (yeah) Count on one hand who I trust (ayy) Count on one hand who I trust (ayy) Tech N9na, next king up Everyone knowin' that I'm a death bringer That lingua vexing ya Leavin' a regular rapper resting, bruh (chyeah) This is what, I give it such An incredible wicked rush, a vivid gush Of poetical livid stuff to rid his gruff Said, I better go rip it rough and I lit it up The prestige I gather from people lovin' the Tech speed (whoop) Lyrically elect me, Jet Li The beat, it got ya bobbin' until your neck bleed (whoop) That is tellin' me, "Let's feed" On the bitter the bogus the hitter will focus Deliver the doses and give a critter the dopest Spitter to flow sick and now the quitter corrosive A swig of the roguish'll give your liver cirrhosis (chyeah) The boogie monster rappin' with NF in the hoodie Want to step into the session and fully conquer The weapon to lessen our profession go bully bonkers (chyeah) Left in a wreck, never checkin' nor could he stomp us Take his crown Thought he was gonna make us run away in a battle with his fakish frown Shake his ground Like I'm a Mechagodzilla, I'm such a killer when I break it down (uh) These flows are the cheat code for the weak Joes That need those Elite bros with the heat, so They can eat on the D low Off a beast yo' ego, got it vetoed (chyeah) Please close your beak foes, delete scrolls Taken from me, thiefs chose to try to decode (chyeah) Reload the beat, so I can reach each soul No cease, no finito, release (go!) I am the chosen and everyone is beholdin' My energy is golden 'cause dominion is being broken From enemies in the open approachin', I'm never jokin' The remedy bein' spoken, I'm hopin' that you're soakin' it up (chyeah) I'm in the motion, I'm dope and I'm never chokin' My devotion to floatin' like an ocean, the Holy Ghost and I'm scopin' the evil folk and revokin' the wicked notion I'm croakin', I'm really floatin' and quotin' that I'm closin' it up (chyeah) Talkin' behind my back End up where N9ne is at see me and say Kinda wack, you could not find the knack Hit you with a rhyme attack freely and spray I'ma beat you 'cause I'm greedy and slay, if you're creepy and cray I'ma eat you like PB&J, kiwi and grapes I'ma demolish 'em when the T be in play, pray! A stunna recordin' in my number three Jordans Dungaree sportin', the tongue on me is gonna be scorchin' The punishin' hunter eat like a hung-ary orphan (chyeah) T9 and NF are elephants In the room without a closet for skeletons Quit embellishin', a demon from hell is sent Yell it went, Donny, you're outta your element! (ayy) Look what I, look what I done (ayy) Helpin' 'em people I love (I love) My life is not what it was (no) I do whatever I must (woo) Count on one hand who I trust (ayy) Count on one hand who I trust (yeah) Count on one hand who I trust (ayy) Count on one hand who I trust (ayy) Look what I, look what I done (what I done) Helpin' 'em people I love (I love) My life is not what it was (no) I do whatever I must (woo) Count on one hand who I trust (I trust, ayy) Count on one hand who I trust (I trust, yeah) Count on one hand who I trust (ayy) Count on one hand who I trust
Writer(s): Aaron Dontez Yates, Cole Edward Walowac, Tommee Profitt, Nate Feuerstein Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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