Trust Issues

[Intro]

No I don’t drink but lets all get faded

Call up the team…

[Verse 1]

Hands in the air give a fuck about a nigga, give a fuck about a bitch too

The top is a lonely spot, Friends in a phony slot all that shit true

I ain’t even got the energy stop pretending like you’re into me

You don’t even had a dose yet, shit don’t matter, We ain’t got the chemistry

I.. need a little time just to breathe, Just to kinda get my life on the right track

I can give you my heart for the night but when its over you gotta give it right back

Hell yes It’s like that, Sick and tired of falling in the right traps

It a cold world out here bitch, I'mma keep my heart frozen til the ice crack

[Hook]

Feels like something’s missing I feel fucking distant, I don’t trust no one, Especially not these niggas, I don’t-I don’t trust these niggas, They might-They might catch me slipping, I don't trust these niggas or none of these bitches, Call up em’ I’m drinking I wanna get wasted, Call up em’ Call up em, I know I don’t smoke but I wanna get fade, Call up em’

[Verse 2]

Damn, Seems like my head is in the wrong spot, Cells on overdrive filled by the wrong thought

Any battle worth winning is the one fought

So my logic beat emotion by a long shot

These nigga recycling the same line

Bitches getting played hard like overtime

Guard up gotta hurdle to get over mine

Eyes closed cause I see you better with an open mind

Damn that’s all right, That’s all right, I ain’t know, I fell for it, I caught on, I got that, You came close

And I got some hidden feelings that I can’t show

So I can either bury the hatchet

Or just keep digging the same hole

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Swag me out, Swag me out, Fuck the words while they are coming out your mouth

Let them words have a fuck you baby

Watch my middle finger push it out

Whispers to the side

Fiction and some lies

But I really ain’t surprised

Cause everybody know there ain't shit I gotta hide

Well you tell me that you love me when you see me, affff

Feels like a billion motherfuckers don’t like me no more

Ooh yeah they hate me now

Feels like they really wanna break me down

These bitches ain’t on my level

In result they hate themselves

You being everybody but tell me why the fuck you still ain’t yourself

Sometimes I feel a need to just thank myself

Cause I’m real as fuck ho even when I ain’t myself

I wish I could say the same for you

But we all know that shit ain't true

That phony shit just make me laugh

Damn y’all bitches must hate me bad

All y’all niggas so fake its sad

And my ex boy gone make me spazz

Let go, Let go, Let go til you don’t feel that shit

Hanging from your fingertips

Tingles down your spleen and shit

Friends are gone be separated

Feelings gone be freedom stripped

That’s the fucking life we live…full of inconveniences

[Hook]