Trust Nobody (feat. Desean Newton)

I can kinda picture an image Kinda ridiculous how I just get to sit and envision us It's crooked when it come to my demise, you cheated Why that we're living different lives, why you spitting me lies Up in my eyes, f*ck it I'm becoming different you bet Figure finger flicking this into this pen and it's getting kinda colder I come up to diamonds I promise As I listen you're fumbling every feeling upon us That sign is real. F*ck a friend nigga I'll never change it down It's like I'm walking around with pants hanging offa the ground Tryna get to spitting Conspicuous How these bitches will pick at us It's a difference when listeners Wanna get different 'cause bitches just Know it's just a given when I even trust nobody Patience, silence beyond us And pain killers? These bitches can catch a body It's milatti how something simple could end up psychotic Get me demonic yeah, and I might hit this bitch where it hurts Know it's just a given when I even trust nobody Patience, silence beyond us And pain killers? These bitches can catch a body It's milatti how something simple could end up psychotic Get me demonic yeah, and I might hit this bitch where it hurts Yeah, I let it right up now I'm getting the f*ck down Anything you ever said to me I was cut down What's the benefit? Uh ow Look at the percentage of cuts, wow Would've done anything but you're an enemy, f*ck that Done with pretending shit is real, when it's fake as f*ck You add it on to your resumé and it stuck The fact you let on that you haven't yet betrayed no trust That's just an egg on, and no matter what you say we're dust And that's dead on Let's get some fucking red on you You never seen nobody bet on truth It's a battle, to bet on you Everybody would be dead on two Without say in the course of the matter Let's get straight onto Know it's just a given when I even trust nobody Patience, silence beyond us And pain killers? These bitches can catch a body It's milatti how something simple could end up psychotic Get me demonic yeah, and I might hit this bitch where it hurts Know it's just a given when I even trust nobody Patience, silence beyond us And pain killers? These bitches can catch a body It's milatti how something simple could end up psychotic Get me demonic yeah, and I might hit this bitch where it hurts Know it's just a Positive you come up as batshit Cause me and Ryan are feeling a little bit wicked what happened And I feel the duty, and if you don't like me then fucking sue me Just kill me, just pull me outta the booth and fucking screw me Look it. This a message for bitches like you and nothing mine too Cause me and you were nothing close but just two I got too many friends, and none of 'em gonna get close what I do None of them get me to height man It's almost like a huge disappointment to my passion Yeah I said, 'cause time is worth my magic God be phony Cause niggas like you will tell me I fucking owe you For nothing, for repetition, for chasing daily You would tell me I'm wrong, I'm doing right My mindset? Bright life Cause I might, damage your past life I'm passing up imminent fans to get you back in the life right? Bitch This ain't a struggle or diss I'm coming back as my vendetta is done Living my life wrong You know it's just a given when I even trust nobody Patience, silence beyond us And pain killers? These bitches can catch a body It's milatti how something simple could end up psychotic Get me demonic yeah, and I might hit this bitch where it hurts Know it's just a given when I even trust nobody Patience, silence beyond us And pain killers? These bitches can catch a body It's milatti how something simple could end up psychotic Get me demonic yeah, and I might hit this bitch where it hurts Keeping it rad and raw Just to think that we had it all But you cheated and added more Shit to it than handleable Shit was wicked, thatta whore Down on fours Shit, look look she had these balls In a vice, in a grip That you never woulda withstanded all With a knife in the back I suppose If I couldn't rap with these flows I'da be batshit to run on back to these hoes My mind it is fucking tapped bitch You know I cracked in these skulls It's time to get fucking back to this fucker Bout to dispose Of pitiful assholes And it's so status quo now to be stabbed in the back How do we got about it No amount of throwing rounds of motherfucking jabs on the mat Sounds like it's gonna matter, growing louder So we shout, they bolt to stop us Totally foul, they're choking off us Cops are floatin' round, they cuff us Forehead to the floor Can they haul the toughest to the door? Probably not bitch Who done start the madness is the saddest You done talked a lot And it's important not to meet the forces I'm not gon' force it Even if I don't find no distance, expose it Better get right back on my hoe shit Nigga this is life but no potions Overdose is different, of course it's different The dosage that's pouring down your percentage That courses your veins quarterly Or should I just say disorderly rain Cause me and you are precision We're aiming down at your brain Let me be honest There's something simple Dismissing this sense of sympathy Promise psychotic dominance Overpowering the bitch if I'm modest Now you wait For my mind state to deteriorate, all the way You ain't ready for it, this disorder is a new age A new way to behead any bitch or let 'em for two days Think that they got away and escaped the slaughter But you ain't motherfucker Never gonna expect what's coming Right under your ass And I bet you're gonna love it Your hoe ass has stepped to something extra Done best me, dumb as a motherfucking brick Duh, no shit, don't know shit You know it's just a given when I even trust nobody Patience, silence beyond us And pain killers? These bitches can catch a body It's milatti how something simple could end up psychotic Get me demonic yeah, and I might hit this bitch where it hurts Know it's just a given when I even trust nobody Patience, silence beyond us And pain killers? These bitches can catch a body It's milatti how something simple could end up psychotic Get me demonic yeah, and I might hit this bitch where it hurts Pussy for most is a bitch You can make a nigga heart burst, not me I'm like the last nigga breathing in this bitch And I'll be damned if I let a dame beat me Silence is damage, like from a gun Make the bitch run, huh