trust issues - paxaura lyrics
[intro]
(basso)
[chorus]
trust is a problem for me, lil’ baby, you know i don’t got it
’cause these people be lurkin’, you just gotta pray that them n*ggas not sideways
and if these n*ggas be sideways then you know that we smokin’ on bodies
you just gotta peep from my angle ’cause i swear that this sh*t gonna change you
and i swear that them n*ggas be sayin’ they love you before they was calling you dayroom
and i swear that my people keep dyin’ and dyin’ and dyin’, you can’t let it faze you
and i swear that my mama was cryin’ and cryin’ and cryin’, look, mama, we made it
and i swear that these n*ggas keep talkin’ and talkin’ and talkin’, we chalk ’em and bang ’em
[verse]
and i really think nothin’ could save ’em
and i really think nothin’ could save ’em
boy span that block one time, two times and you know that that n*gga gon’ slay him
we was strugglin’ right at the bottom
my n*ggas had to get it, no ultimatum
i was prayin’ to god on my knees
now i thank that he ain’t lay up
i turn all my pain into paint
and i turn all the rain into drank
and i do not give a f*ck what you think
if i did then i might go insane
what you know about beggin’ and beggin’
and every time you speak, ain’t hear what you sayin’
what you know about knockin’ and knockin’
and see n*ggas pretend they ain’t hearin’ a thing
i knocked at your door, you wasn’t invitin’ me, baby, i sat under lightning
i guess being loyal and stayin’ right there was never a part of your timing
and i would be lying, i say i don’t care but right now i’m feeling like lying
right now i’m feelin’ like lying, feelin’ like lying ’cause
[chorus]
trust is a problem for me, lil’ baby, you know i don’t got it
’cause these people be lurkin’, you just gotta pray that them n*ggas not sideways
and if these n*ggas be sideways then you know that we smokin’ on bodies
you just gotta peep from my angle ’cause i swear that this sh*t gonna change you
and i swear that them n*ggas be sayin’ they love you before they was calling you dayroom
and i swear that my people keep dyin’ and dyin’ and dyin’, you can’t let it faze you
and i swear that my mama was cryin’ and cryin’ and cryin’, look, mama, we made it
and i swear that these n*ggas keep talkin’ and talkin’ and talkin’, we chalk ’em and bang ’em
[outro]
and i pray that my people stay with the sh*ts
can’t see what i do like i’m phineas
but i stay with the verb, action
my n*ggas pull up, they gettin’ it poppin’
my n*ggas pull up, they gettin’ it poppin’
they gettin’ to clappin’
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