Lil Keed, Young Stoner Life ft. Cordae - Lost My Trust Lyrics

(Keed talk to 'em)

Yeah, 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
Yeah, when you hard with the bars and you rhymin' good, they snooze on you
Yeah, it's a trillion bitches in the world so why I'ma fuss with you?
I lost my trust for you when I found out you had fucked on me
But that's what I get for just tryin' to love you and put a cuff on you
Hop out the truck with a chop on me
Yeah I'm walkin' round, diamond dustin' off me, yeah

My diamonds be dancin'
And I just got in her guts left her crampin'
Tell her to get on this motherfuckin' spree then
Hit the bank on a nigga, it ching-ching
It's like it's a sink on a nigga, I'm drenchin'
Yeah, slap a switch on a Glock leave it ringin'
Put a ho in her place when she bitchin'
I've been eatin' good, I'm pasta and steakin'
I was in the hood when I ran my first million
And it felt so good, baby (it felt so goodm nigga)
And they told me that I couldn't, baby (they told me I couldn't, nigga)
And I made 'em regret it, believe me (regret it, bitch)
(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
Yeah, when you hard with the bars and you rhymin' good, they snooze on you
Yeah, it's a trillion bitches in the world so why I'ma fuss with you?
I lost my trust for you when I found out you had fucked on me
But that's what I get for just tryin' to love you and put a cuff on you
Hop out the truck with a chop on me
Yeah I'm walkin' round, diamond dustin' off me, yeah

Uh-huh, diamonds is dancin' 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 that niggas phony
Livin' lavish, but damn I've been livin' lonely
That's the price that you pay when you get that money
I ain't worried, we travellin' 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)

Yeah, 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
Yeah, when you hard with the bars and you rhymin' good, they snooze on you
Yeah, it's a trillion bitches in the world so why I'ma fuss with you?
I lost my trust for you when I found out you had fucked on me
But that's what I get for just tryin' to love you and put a cuff on you
Hop out the truck with a chop on me
Yeah I'm walkin' round, diamond dustin' off me, yeah

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