Lyrics Trust No One - K Rino, Point Blank

Trust No One

It seems like we been in the middle of nowhere travelling for miles
K-Rino, it’s time to turn this motherfucker around
Bad luck for me since day one
What I thougth was all good really wasall bad
Momma brought me into a world where I gotta fight
Or all these niggas are gonna kick my ass
But I got a name for you motherfuckers
Mr. Player
The first time the laws taught them boys put in the lick
There was 4, 3 of them ran but 1 wasn’t so quick
Took him down, asked him questions, beat his ass with a stick
But he stayed true, no snitching and did 5 for the clique
Came home thinking about paper, so his mind was at ease
100 grand split up 4 ways, that’s 25 G’s
That’s the come up they had made 5 years in the past
Told his partner in a letter, give my mamma my cash
Came to find out his mamma ain’t seen a dollar, «Say what?»
Called his boy on the phone, «Man, where the fuck is my cut?»
«Man, ain’t nobody got nothing, all the paper went fast
Had to use most of the loot to keep the cops off our ass
But fool charging ‘cause I got something new in the fold
About to come up on this million if you down you can roll»
But they caught him so now he facing time in the hole
But when the shoe was on the other foot, that bitch told
So trust no one, he might be a Fed, hear what I’m saying
Trust no one, keep heat by the bed, you think I’m playing?
Trust no one and what’s heard and said
The only way that two people can keep a secret is if one of them is dead
Trust no one, these wannabe ballers ain’t legit
With the «goo-gabba-gabba», that baby talk shit
Trust no one, never leave home without your strap
And watch what you say, your phones might be tapped
My homeboy got married a year ago and straight settled down
Got a visit from his partner that lived out of town
He said they kicked him out his crib and now he out on the street
«Man, I just need a place to stay till I get back on my feet»
«It's all love fool, you know that we go back to the dirt
What’s mine is yours player, chill until you find you some work»
His wife busted in the room, damn near ready to strike
«Why you tell him he could stay here when you know I don’t like him?»
«See baby, this my boy from way back so how you gonna front?
I ain’t say nothing when your sister lived with us for a month»
She bumped her gums 10 more minutes then walked out the door
«If he ain’t found nothing in 2 weeks, then his ass gotta go»
He stayed down with his partner, 2 weeks and a day
Woman plexing her ass off, but he still let him stay
Came home from work early ready to hop in the sack
Opened the door and caught his boy boning his wife from the back
So trust no one, he might be a Fed, hear what I’m saying
Trust no one, keep heat by the bed, you think I’m playing?
Trust no one and what’s heard and said
The only way that two people can keep a secret is if one of them is dead
Trust no one, these fake ass brands will bring you down
Take your kindness for weakness and run it in the ground
Trust no one, watch who you give a helping hand
‘Cause that’ll be the same nigga to bite you in the ass
Don’t matter how much you say, it’s what you say that’ll hit
I’d rather have an ounce of knowledge than a tonne of bullshit
I’d rather have a lot of money than a bunch of new junk
I’d rather have one true homeboy than a clique full of punks
Time is money, but time ain’t always what it appears
Now you crying for the one that only lived 20 years
But before you start stressing ‘cause he no longer living
Ask yourself, what did he do with the time he was given?
See circumstance made him victim, though his life was shady
He lived more in 20 years than some that make it to 80
When you look back on the drama in your life and who got ya
20 times out of 21 it’s usually your partner
For a man, what’s his downfall?
Some paper and ass
For a woman it’s the same thing, a trick and some cash
You can recognise the rats up in the mix when you smell ‘em
Too bad the dead victims couldn’t come back to tell ‘em.
To trust no one, he might be a Fed, hear what I’m saying
Trust no one, keep heat by the bed, you think I’m playing?
Trust no one and what’s heard and said
The only way that two people can keep a secret is if one of them is dead
So trust no one, he might be a Fed, hear what I’m saying
Trust no one, keep heat by the bed, you think I’m playing?
Trust no one and what’s heard and said
The only way that two people can keep a secret is if one of them is dead
Trust no one, CPOs and managers
The number one cause of big career damages
Trust no one, keep your composure, settle down
Third coast, the world coast, I guess y’all know that now