TRUST (feat. KOTAMIRA)

Give me my trust, give me my trust, give me my trust, yeah, give me my trust, yeah Physically, we will destroy like a pandemic They feed through this window, so we trust in a dream mode I don't know what you've seen, though I got blood on my cleaves You got that fire breath If you broke, you might trust Give me the trust You're a rat in the middle You're busted like girls with a bust Seem to be ejected Be selected to a trust fund They will try to pull me down If I go to heaven, they'll send a demon to get me Now, I want my trust I grew up in poverty My dad worked from 9 to 5 like he was slaved on the gravy train Give me my trust If you want something, like, go get it now I'm a king like Minus Got blood on my nose like Sinus In this contest, I'll get a B-minus But, I just want my trust Demons want bubble Your dad always said, never give up If you want something, like, go get it, son Yeah, yeah Give me trust Gold falling from above like Icarus Fly too high, get burnt Hear me, and DVD get turned There's a reason they call me Little Dreamer Do you see That's why they call Dreamo Cause I'm dreaming of the money and the fame And my brain, lyrically, make me alchemically insane Give me my trust I'll jump on this rap Bust a cap in your ass like Busta Rhymes I got a Glock 9 They got lines like Hardcore 9 I got a revolver like I'm Rick Rhymes Give me my trust You're smoking on Pixie Dust Get out of your eyes like Gemini's beat Then, come look like a samurai Flowing like a holy ghost Then, float on the beat like a sea shanty The money, I got plenty Little Dreamo got the beat, though I ain't talking meat, though This shit's so easy like a free throw Yeah, like Rio I never want to see you Never want to be with you I don't want to be like you I rap like they want me to be you And when I do, they say, go back to him I step back Keep the lyrical miracle attack I dissect the irony being spoken I'm hoping you'll soak me in the chalk I'm an emotion I'm dope And I'm never choking My devotion, I float like an ocean I'm holy ghost And I'm scoping to eat the fork And I'm broken I'm weak I'm nursing I'm encroaching I'm really floating I'm crawling I'm crawling I'm crawling I'm crawling I'm crawling I'm rocking I'm weak I'm nursing I'm encroaching I'm really floating I'm crawling They're closing up Talkin' bout how my back ended with a niners at CBSA Kinda like you can not find me in that key to the rhyme attack Freely in spray I'ma beat you cause I'm greedy and slave You're creepy and cray I'ma eat you like Peeby and Jay Kiawi and Gray Demolishing with a t-beam and pray Play I still haven't recorded I'm a number three Jordan Celgary sporting and tongue on me You goin' to be scorched in a punch tree Hungry like a hungry orphan Give me my trust Taught him Max Raps P-Productions Trust