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bak jay - trust who كلمات أغنية

[intro: stuey rock]
—ride, roll up and get high
we ballin’, ballin’, ballin’, got my n_ggas on the side (that boy is different money)
and we gon’ buy the mall out
and we gon’ bring them cars out
and we gon’ keep on shinin’, brighter than the stars out

[chorus: bak jay]
baby, trust who? i can’t even trust myself
forever f_ck you, ’cause you told me you gon’ love me to death
and you ain’t even mean it
it be hard to focus on your love when these drugs got me leanin’
i hope a n_gga think it’s sweet to try, promise lay that belt on
get that opp, don’t shoot at houses, we walk down and make them feel those
the sh_t i rocked back then was fugazi, now i got real clothes
feel like the man, can’t stop me
got turnt up, don’t talk to shawty
we got racks in every pocket
every gun around me shot it

[verse: bak jay]
when i’m with you i see love, when i’m with them i see bodies
said i wasn’t gon’ make it where i’m at, i f_cked around and got it
h_lla quick to up my fye when i’m outside, give me a reason
i know i be f_ckin’ up, i pray my b_tch don’t ever leave me
don’t got drugs inside my system, it feel like i’m fightin’ demons
bak got stamped at a young age, gon’ make ’em feel the meter
this for all the ones locked in that box, free all the k!llers, ho
got over a hundred on my neck, somethin’ i’ll k!ll you for
my checks don’t come in envelopes
i’m picky, i can’t pick a ho
a fifty on my pendant though, like who tryna get with me? (who tryna get with me?)
livin’ life like i don’t give a f_ck, tell the opps come on, get busy (tell the opps come on, get busy)
(get busy, uh, tell the opps come on, get busy)
[chorus: bak jay]
baby, trust who? i can’t even trust myself
forever f_ck you, ’cause you told me you gon’ love me to death
and you ain’t even mean it
it be hard to focus on your love when these drugs got me leanin’
i hope a n_gga think it’s sweet to try, promise lay that belt on
get that opp, don’t shoot at houses, we walk down and make them feel those
the sh_t i rocked back then was fugazi, now i got real clothes
feel like the man, can’t stop me
got turnt up, don’t talk to shawty
we got racks in every pocket
every gun around me shot it

[outro: bak jay & stuey rock]
get that opp, don’t shoot at houses, we walk down and make them feel those
the sh_t i rocked back then was fugazi, now i got real clothes
feel like the man, can’t stop me
got turnt up, don’t talk to shawty
we got racks in every pocket
every gun around me shot it (shot it)
in every pocket
i just wanna ride, roll up and get high
we ballin’, ballin’, ballin’, got my n_ggas on the side
and we gon’ buy the mall out
and we gon’ bring them cars out
and we gon’ keep on shinin’, brighter than the stars out

- bak jay

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