Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Who Do I Trust, artist - Jarren Benton. Date of issue: 07.01.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Who Do I Trust |
| Who do I trust? |
| Me, that’s who |
| Money over all you bitches, none of these hoes ain’t special |
| I feel that morning sun, oh thank God, he blessed you |
| I just extended my clips 'cause some of these niggas might test you |
| Who do I trust? |
| (Who do I trust?) |
| Yeah |
| Who do I trust? |
| (Who do I trust?) |
| Yeah |
| Who do I trust? |
| These bitches is shady, these niggas is crazy |
| They waiting to cut when you visit your lady |
| They crack down the window and spray your Mercedes |
| I’m paranoid, rappers get killed on the daily |
| I made it home safe, keep a K on me lately |
| They prey on the weak, man these niggas are snakey |
| Please, Father, have mercy, I cannot be shaky |
| I stick to myself, I don’t follow the crowd |
| These niggas are fools, don’t bother my child |
| Official, my nigga, go prowl through my files |
| She swallowed my child, I brought her a towel |
| I told her I’m out, she thought I was foul |
| Ayy, bitch, we just fucking, you walk down the aisle |
| I count up my blessings, I thought I should smile |
| Been at it ten years, probably fathered your style, yeah |
| Who do I trust? |
| They stab at your back, man, they gruesome as fuck |
| You think they your friends, they just using you up |
| And they only show up when they need a few bucks |
| So they leeches, they take and they leave and you stuck |
| Now its fuck 'em, it’s nothing that we can discuss |
| Took my heart off my sleeve, time to even it up |
| Hold up, let me see who do I trust? |
| Who do I trust? |
| Me, that’s who |
| Money over all you bitches, none of these hoes ain’t special |
| I feel that morning sun, oh thank God, he blessed you |
| I just extended my clips 'cause some of these niggas might test you |
| Who do I trust? |
| (Who do I trust?) |
| Yeah |
| Who do I trust? |
| (Who do I trust?) |
| Yeah |
| Who do I trust? |
| No money back then, had to cruise on the bus |
| My grandma was worried, was down on my luck |
| I was ready to die, let me drown in my cup |
| Had to go through some shit, now we countin' it up |
| Life is short, you get found in a fountain of blood |
| This the way that shit go when you out in the mud |
| No cap and get— don’t run out on the plug |
| Who do I trust? |
| That bitch took my heart, now it’s ruined, it’s crushed |
| I could kill that little bitch, had the tool in my clutch |
| Love is a bitch, have you doing too much |
| Shoot myself to love you (Yeah) |
| If I love myself, I’d be shooting you |
| Shit, it get dark as the Crucible |
| Always fuck me, bitch, the feeling is mutual, uh (Ah) |
| Who do I trust? |
| I pick at the scabs, I endured a few scuffs |
| When shit hit the fan, niggas knew you weren’t tough |
| You did all of that talking and no one got stuffed |
| How you shit on the fam? |
| They was showing you love |
| Ain’t surprised, niggas know you a ho, you a scrub |
| It ain’t good for my health, shouldn’t be holding a grudge |
| I’ve been fucked over too, nigga, come join the club |
| Who do I trust? |
| Me, that’s who |
| Money over all you bitches, none of these hoes ain’t special |
| I feel that morning sun, oh thank God, he blessed you |
| I just extended my clips 'cause some of these niggas might test you |
| Who do I trust? |
| (Who do I trust?) |
| Yeah |
| Who do I trust? |
| (Who do I trust?) |