| All this fucking money, I can't trust a soul |
| Junky ass bitches, I can't trust a ho |
| All the jewelry on me, I'm so fucking cold |
| Cops killing everybody, ain't nowhere to go |
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| I can't trust a fucking soul in this game I'm in |
| Heart hurting, I've been betraied by my own kin |
| Taking kindness for weakness, play pussy and get fucked |
| Niggas snakes and I can peep it, I act like it's all love |
| The whole city watched me come from nothing to having shit |
| Same ones I would've got rich with, they mad as shit |
| Still pop up and show love on the average |
| Yeah, it's true a nigga might forgive, but never forget |
| The whole world watching me, I never sweat |
| No time for me to slip up, 'cause they waiting on that |
| But I know my 42 niggas, they love me to death |
| And my 6 Myle niggas, go crazy 'bout they baby |
| What's up? |
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| All this fucking money, I can't trust a soul |
| Junky ass bitches, I can't trust a ho |
| All the jewelry on me, I'm so fucking cold |
| Cops killing everybody, ain't nowhere to go |
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| Slip up, and get your motherfucking head pealed over |
| They can't find out who did it, 'cause your mans stood over |
| Set up by some niggas that you thought that love you |
| Smiling in your mama face, saying hi to your cousin |
| It's a dirty fucking game, I play niggas the same |
| You take one, I take three, you can't even complain |
| Ride through my old hood, it ain't even the same |
| Get well my nigga moms, I speak highly on your name |
| You see this chain, that's my brand, I rep it to death |
| Tatted on my arms and hands, so I never forget |
| Nigga loyalty is law, don't you ever forget |
| If you ain't with us, then it's fuck you and whoever you with |
| Nigga |
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| All this fucking money, I can't trust a soul |
| Junky ass bitches, I can't trust a ho |
| All the jewelry on me, I'm so fucking cold |
| Cops killing everybody, ain't nowhere to go |
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