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!!! (Don't Know Who To Trust)

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Uh, it's cool
Yeah, ayy

My auntie died in her sleep, yeah, that shit fucked me up
And a couple day ones turned they back
I don't know who to trust
I don't know who to trust and I still don't give a fuck

These niggas know what's up, these bitches know what's up
Got a couple IG hoes on my dick
but they know I can't cuff (Uh-uh)
Got a couple IG hoes on my dick
they just good for some fuckin' (Uh-huh)
I'm hood rich, livin' luxury
I made it out the jungle (Bitch)
I made it out the gutter
jumped up off the porch straight thuggin' (Thuggin')
Bitch, yeah, I ran it up, before this shit got ugly (Bitch)
And I got some young niggas
they hotter than an oven (Hot, hot)
Don't make me push that button
uh, rest in peace lil' buddy (RIP)
I don't give a fuck about nothin' (Uh-uh) , shit
I don't even fuck with my cousin (Yeah)
Shout out to my momma, bitch, I'm a natural-born hustler
Yeah, I'm a bad motherfucker, got a hammer on me
can't touch this
Ayy, shout out to my momma, bitch
I'm a natural-born hustler
Yeah, I'm still that lil' bad motherfucker
they still hatin' on me, I'm like what for? (Huh? The fuck?)
What for (Huh?) , what for (Huh?) , what for? (Huh?)
Ayy, why these niggas hatin' on the kid?
Because my racks got big? (Racks)
Because I'm still fuckin' on this bitch?
Because I got six whips?
Or because I got six watches
to go right along with that shit? (Yeah)
Bitch, I be poppin' my shit (Yeah) , bitch
I be poppin' my shit (Yeah)
These lil' rappers copy my shit (Haha)
it look like a hitting list
I'm still tryna get another M
still tryna put a baby up in Karin
Yeah, I still got a lot a little shit I did
and I still keep the steel right here on my hip (Bah, bah)
Bitch, I'm still gettin' rich
uh, bitch I'm still gettin' rich
I'm a smooth lil' nigga, I'm silk
Ayy, and I still don't show no symp' (Uh-uh)
My granny ain't raise no wimp (Uh-uh)
and my grandaddy ain't play this shit (Uh-uh)
I made my first hundred, I was smilin' like Rip
But this shit got rich and I ball above the rim
(And I ball above the rim) [Chorus]

My auntie died in her sleep, yeah that shit fucked me up
And a couple day ones turned they back
I don't know who to trust
I don't know who to trust and I still don't give a fuck

I don't give a fuck!
Nigga, yeah
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Compositor: Markeyvius LaShun Cathey

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