paroles de chanson Wont ever trust - Lil Rafe

Ian never trust these bitches cause they slimey
Ian ever trust these niggas cause they bitches
I got god on my side and he remind me
That I gotta stay focused 4 these riches
On probation No I can't be slippin'
Movin dum with no sense you trippin'
Know I shouldn't but yk i'm grippin'
And if I don't feel safe I'm blickin'
Thought I knew it all I didn't listen
I was bout to get sent up to prison
I just prayed and said sorry
Like mama I'm sorry
Like God ima follow ya vision
I can't lie tho I be still taking risks That's to count up on these chips And put my mamma In a Whip
And have a chef up in kitchen while she laying back and sip
Man I promise ima get so many plaqs and get rich

I keep it going cause it's coming ion trip
I just don't know why all my niggas moving iffy tho
Like Ian make me top 5 in the Bity tho
Like I don't put none of you niggas over any hoe
I pulled up on y'all Everytime I had a renty tho
None I do is enough
That's when they say love I feel like they a bluff
Since a youngin i been through the most I was tuff
Niggas thinking they gangsta like they moving ruff
That's when I send a ooter
You know ima finna boot up
I love toting glocks give a fuck about a ruger
I love my bitch bad and her ass fat buddha
Yeah I use to rob bitch I was a looter
I'm young Martin Luther
I'm shootin like luka
The Glock got a 30 and bitch it's a ruler
I want me some head give me brain like tutor
You know how I'm boming
My dawg in the field and he want a body he dumping like he Andre Drummond
I'm on the block
I want me the rock
If he talking hot he get hit with a glock
All of my niggas we still on that block

Ian never trust these bitches cause they slimey
Ian ever trust these niggas cause they bitches
I got god on my side and he remind me
That I gotta stay focused 4 these riches
On probation No I can't be slipping
Movin dum with no sense you tripping
Know I shouldn't but yk i'm gripping
And if I don't feel safe I'm blickin'
Thought I knew it all I didn't listen
I was bout to get sent up to prison
I just prayed and said sorry
Like mama I'm sorry
Like God ima follow ya vision
I can't lie tho I be still taking risks That's to count up on these chips And put my mamma In a Whip
And have a chef up in kitchen while she laying back and sip
Man I promise ima get so many plaqs and get rich