paroles de chanson No Trust - Triune feat. Xhale & E.Q

As these years pass and I make dough
Like every time I trim my lawn I see these snakes show
For every two allies I lose I make like 8 foes
Nightmares of the gavel dropping and hearing case closed
Woah, you snitch you should dead
Cause my love ones need love but from love only they can't be fed
I double down on my dollars
Ante up on my honor
Raise you on my loyalty and go all in on my karma
Talk about facts
Let's talk about facts
Y'all ain't talking bout money
Let's talk about that
Let's talk about that
You ain't talkin that real niggas pardon my back
Niggas pardon my back
They know where i'm at
Cause the goal is a billion, already made a million
And these other niggas always getting jealous bout that
Yeah
I'm dat nigga where I live
Niggas can't do the shit that I did
Let alone sell the shit that sold
Better yet spot the shit the weight that I hold
When you successful shit get stressful all these vultures round to get you
And they motives be so vengeful

Better look over your shoulder
Keep ya head on a swivel nigga
Cause the streets is getting colder
Keep ya hand near the trigga

Cause there's no trust
Nigga there's no trust
Nigga there's no trust
Nah there's no trust
Nah there's no trust
Nigga there's no trust
Nah there's no trust
Nigga there's no trust
Nigga there's no trust
Nah there ain't no trust
Nigga there's no trust
Nigga there's no trust
Nigga there's no trust

Let me get my Uncle Ruckus on
Trust em'... naw
No new niggaz
I like old school Jigga
Too much on my plate like a soul food dinner
Turn me up, more tattoos on the flesh
Thirty-plus, ain't no losing my step
Impervious, yep, I don't move from a threat
Ice Cube, Next Friday afternoon, Mike Epps
Bros before hoes, nigga
Speaking of hoe niggaz
Burned me like a stove and a coke dealer
Oh... Kill em'
Both middle fingers in the sky
Never mix biz with the people on your side
Of family, can it be damaging?
Yes
My sanity has to be manic depressed
Ask me to bury these hatchets?
No more audacity left
Ratchet who actually had me impressed
Till after she stabbed me in cavity chest
Reality check
Next
Gimme room need space like absence of gravity steps
Never shake hands
If number is not on my Galaxy S the strategy best
Ex-chick got the exit know that X is
Never been the one who fought over broads
Should have guessed it from the breast pics you text message
You would auction them off
To the high-bidder
Condom or raw
Snakes in the grass, I mow off the lawn
Sit back, relax and... be glad my black ass... didn't drop names
This is God dang

Better look over your shoulder
Keep ya head on a swivel nigga
Cause the streets is getting colder
Keep ya hand near the trigga

Cause there's no trust
Nigga there's no trust
Nigga there's no trust
Nah there's no trust
Nah there's no trust
Nigga there's no trust
Nah there's no trust
Nigga there's no trust
Nigga there's no trust
Nah there ain't no trust
Nigga there's no trust
Nigga there's no trust
Nigga there's no trust

Nigga there's no trust