Trust Issues Songtext
von Fredo Bang

(Hardbody)
(Ain′t that DJ Chose over there?)
(Look like DJ Chose)

Is you ridin' or not? ′Cause I don't know what's up with you
Lot of love, gotta have the same if I′m gon′ fuck with you
You too raw, you know I'm raw, that′s why I bust with you
Life good, but a nigga still got some trust issues
If I gave you the world, I hope that I can split the cut with you
If I gave you the world, I hope that I can get in touch with you
Might probably switch your side, that's a shame, I grew up with you
Life perfect, but I still got some trust issues

You talking reckless, bitch, don′t lose control
I done chose the bag, you can't say I′m choosing hoes
I done moved away, she say that I'm moving slow
Bitch been actin' funny lately, that ho need to move her role

Yeah, you know I′m poppin′ now, you know I can't trust a soul
I can′t take you out to eat in my city, gotta keep a pole
Yeah, I fuck you with a hat 'cause you know this world is cold
Then I tell you, "Pull it off," ′cause I wanna feel some mo'


I′m scared, you can have my baby
You might hate me, you might put me on them papers
I ain't trippin' ′cause I′m rich, fuck it, we'll deal with it later
See you fucking with the opps, my niggas calling you a traitor
Call me Lifeguard Bang ′cause I'm still tryna save

Is you ridin′ or not? 'Cause I don′t know what's up with you
Lot of love, gotta have the same if I'm gon′ fuck with you
You too raw, you know I′m raw, that's why I bust with you
Life good, but a nigga still got some trust issues
If I gave you the world, I hope that I can split the cut with you
If I gave you the world, I hope that I can get in touch with you
Might probably switch your side, that′s a shame, I grew up with you
Life perfect, but I still got some trust issues

Heart cold as fuck from all the pain that I've been through
Going to war up in them trenches, now I got blood up on my shoes
Ain′t been sleep in three days, tryna put one on the news
Steady talkin' sideways, gotta do what you gon′ do

I been 'bout that murder for a while, bitch, you knowing me
My momma had three boys, so you know it ain't no ho in me
Three convictions, so I′m tryna find a righter way
I got niggas doing letters, never see the light of day
That′s not the way


Is you ridin' or not? ′Cause I don't know what′s up with you
Lot of love, gotta have the same if I'm gon′ fuck with you
You too raw, you know I'm raw, that's why I bust with you
Life good, but a nigga still got some trust issues
If I gave you the world, I hope that I can split the cut with you
If I gave you the world, I hope that I can get in touch with you
Might probably switch your side, that′s a shame, I grew up with you
Life perfect, but I still got some trust issues

(Ain′t that DJ Chose over there?)
(Look like DJ Chose)
(Hardbody)