Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Who Can I Trust, artist - Quando Rondo. Date of issue: 17.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Who Can I Trust |
| I swear I felt so abandoned, deep in the gutter where we struggle |
| Same one that plottin' on you nine times outta ten on your left |
| I’m in this Act', start fifty coked up while she playin' in my hair |
| Don’t get your hopes up for the worst, boy, I’m forever prepared |
| Ain’t hard to end up on a shirt, better stay strapped or get nailed |
| Took off from mercy (Woo), same ones around me, know they hate, I prevail |
| I’m sippin' syrup all out my body like my kidneys don’t fail |
| Wockhardt same color molly, got the feds on my trail |
| Block party, we swang his block, then on the street left some shells |
| We jump the gate inisde the trenches like you know what it is (Yeah) |
| Keys to the safe, them seven digits gon' protect all my niggas |
| Please be safe, my grandma favorite word, she know how I’m livin' |
| Knees get to shakin' every time I look at me in the mirror |
| Uh-uh-uh, woah, oh (Uh, uh-uh-uh) |
| Who can I trust, who I can run to? |
| (No run) |
| Who can I trust, who I can run to? |
| (No) |
| Uh-uh-uh, woah, oh (Woo) |
| Yeah, who can I trust, who can I run to? |
| (Ha) |
| Who can I trust, who can I run to? |
| Back against the wall, learned at the hard way they don’t really love me |
| She wanted less for stay in shape 'cause she know all these niggas wanna fuck |
| her |
| If I’m not for you, girl just say it, don’t you play me like no fuckin' buster |
| I’m at the table splittin' bread with all my niggas like the last supper |
| Them hollow tips, they steady chasin' me |
| This murder shit come 'round occasionally |
| I know this shit might sound crazy but I feel safer when I’m in the streets |
| Switch be on that Glock (Grah), we swang they block, that’s not the place to be |
| I swear that all these niggas flawed, so one hundred, ain’t no fake in me |
| They don’t know, I broke the bank just tryna feed all my niggas (Woo) |
| Smoke and flames, that’s all I see when I jump out my vehicle (Skrrt) |
| We earn our stripes, no Adidas, jump out J strapped with that heater (Grah) |
| Like, fuck the store, bro, don’t pull over, let’s just sip out the litter |
| I like the pictures that you post, girl, I can’t wait 'til I meet ya |
| I stump the pedal in the Lamb' truck (Vroom), treat that bitch like a T’d car |
| Clutchin' my metal through the night, can’t even trust my own people |
| It’s been two days, she ain’t my line, she must don’t know that I need her |
| No one to trust 'cause once it’s up this shit get real in the field |
| Don’t want a luck, about the dollar bills I bet you get killed |
| I love Wockhardt, but I can’t drink it 'less the pint came it sealed |
| One of them ones, bitch, I’m the sickest and I’m not tryna get healed |
| Same one that plottin' on you nine times outta ten on your left |
| I’m in this Act', start fifty coked up while she playin' in my hair |
| Don’t get your hopes up for the worst, boy, I’m forever prepared |
| Ain’t hard to end up on a shirt, better stay strapped or get nailed |
| Took off from mercy (Woo), same ones around me, know they hate, I prevail |
| I’m sippin' syrup all out my body like my kidneys don’t fail |
| Wockhardt same color molly, got the feds on my trail |
| Block party, we swang his block, then on the street left some shells |
| We jump the gate inisde the trenches like you know what it is (Yeah) |
| Keys to the safe, them seven digits gon' protect all my niggas |
| Please be safe, my grandma favorite word, she know how I’m livin' |
| Knees get to shakin' every time I look at me in the mirror |
| Uh-uh-uh, woah, oh (Uh, uh-uh-uh) |
| Who can I trust, who I can run to? |
| (No run) |
| Who can I trust, who I can run to? |
| (No) |