Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Trust , by - Payroll Giovanni. Release date: 03.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Trust |
| I can’t trust a nigga |
| I can’t trust a nigga |
| I can’t trust a nigga |
| I can’t trust a nigga |
| Came up in the trenches with the killers and the dealers |
| Repping my block like fuck them other niggas |
| I played outside, this was way before some wifi |
| Me and Ju rehearsing with the dude in the drive-by |
| Can’t trust these niggas, gotta watch 'em with your side eye |
| Trust a bitch and end up getting set up by a side guy |
| The game left me traumatized, I’m sleeping with a chopper |
| The streets will either turn you to a bitch or a monster |
| Used to risk my neck, so I froze that bitch |
| Name any drug, I done sold that shit |
| Boy just be rapping, you ain’t drove that whip |
| Kids see me in the hood like 'what kinda car is this?' |
| 200 on the dash in my whip nigga |
| Growing up I just wanted to be a rich nigga |
| I bet my middle school principal, a pissed nigga |
| Said I wouldn’t be gon' shit but I’m the shit nigga |
| I can’t trust a nigga far as I can throw 'em |
| I won’t sell a nigga shit if I don’t know 'em |
| I can’t trust a nigga far as I can throw 'em |
| The streets mine, they be like 'that nigga Pay going' |
| I can’t trust a nigga, I can’t trust a nigga |
| I can’t trust a nigga, I can’t trust a nigga |
| I can’t trust a nigga, most ain’t living right |
| And if he loyal, gon' 'head and drop his price |
| I got issues, I got issues |
| I can’t leave the house with out my motherfuckin' pistol |
| They don’t feel you, they don’t feel you talking all bossy like nobody know the |
| real you |
| All that extra shit and people still ignore you |
| Cause you when in the streets forreal, the streets ain’t telling for you |
| When you got the best, I swear the work is selling for you |
| Crowns on our wrists, me and my bitch looking royal |
| Shot out to my niggas, they so motherfucking loyal |
| Bitch it ain’t no secret, Fenkel Ave a nigga soil |
| That don’t mean any for you, just cause he gon' ride for you |
| One weak link in the streets will destroy you |
| Cut 'em off, cut 'em off |
| The biggest neck I knew was once my motherfucking dawg |
| Come in to my hood with that finesse shit |
| And you’ll end up on your back with your chest hit |
| I can’t trust a nigga far as I can throw 'em |
| I won’t sell a nigga shit if I don’t know 'em |
| I can’t trust a nigga far as I can throw 'em |
| The streets mine, they be like 'that nigga Pay going' |
| I can’t trust a nigga, I can’t trust a nigga |
| I can’t trust a nigga, I can’t trust a nigga |
| I can’t trust a nigga, most ain’t living right |
| And if he loyal, gon' 'head and drop his price |