Lyrics Lost My Trust (feat. Cordae) - Lil Keed

Keed talk to em!

No we ain't got none, yeah they bool witcha
Yeah they rude for ya
But when you go up like a rocket
They got bad news for you
When you in the limelight and you famous
Keep a tool on you
When you hard with the bars and you rhyming cause
They snooze on you
Yeah it's a trillion bitches in the world
So why I'm going to fuss with you?
I lost my trust for you
When I found out you had fucked homie
But that's what I get for just trying to love you
And put a cuff on you
Hop out the truck with a chop on me
Yeah I'm walking round, diamond dancing on me

My diamonds be dancing
And I just all her guts left her cramping
Told her to get on this motherfucking spree then
Hit the bank on a nigga, it change him
It's like I just sank on a nigga, I'm drenching
Slap a switch on a Glock, leave it ringing
Put a hole in her when she bitching
I've been eating good, I'm pasta and steaking
I was in the hood when I ran my first million
And it felt so good, baby
And they told me that I couldn't, baby
And I made 'em regret it, believe me

No we ain't got none, yeah they bool witcha
Yeah they rude for ya
But when you go up like a rocket
They got bad news for you
When you in the limelight and you famous
Keep a tool on you
When you hard with the bars and you rhyming cause
They snooze on you
Yeah it's a trillion bitches in the world
So why I'm going to fuss with you?
I lost my trust for you
When I found out you had fucked homie
But that's what I get for just trying to love you
And put a cuff on you
Hop out the truck with a chop on me
Yeah I'm walking round, diamond dancing on me

Diamonds is dancing on me but
I just gave the chain to my lil homie
I ain't gangster but I keep that pistol on me
When you up you gon' find that them niggas phony
Living lavish but damn I've been living lonely
That's the price that you pay when you get that money
I ain't worried we travelling to different countries
Had to cut niggas off, I can't fuck with dummies (yeah!)
A nigga so blessed tryna save and invest
I might fuck 'round and cop a villa (Oh Lord!)
My brother just dropped out of school
He a fool keep a tool like he Bob the builder (Oh My!)
Yeah I'm a real nigga, but I gotta admit that my father realer
From a place where some niggas might rob and kill ya
Butterfly gonna emerge from a caterpillar (Oh My!)

No we ain't got none, yeah they bool witcha
Yeah they rude for ya
But when you go up like a rocket
They got bad news for you
When you in the limelight and you famous
Keep a tool on you
When you hard with the bars and you rhyming cause
They snooze on you
Yeah it's a trillion bitches in the world
So why I'm going to fuss with you?
I lost my trust for you
When I found out you had fucked homie
But that's what I get for just trying to love you
And put a cuff on you
Hop out the truck with a chop on me
Yeah I'm walking round, diamond dancing on me

I was in the hood when I ran my first million
And it felt so good, baby
And they told me that I couldn't, baby
And I made 'em regret it, believe me