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yb nemy - can't trust shit كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(trex made this beat)
(ayy, spin back, lam)
yeah, yeah
uh_huh
yb nemy, b_tch

[verse 1]
tryna heat the trap up, stove broke, got the microwave
posted on that corner where them youngins barely ever bathe
fiends twitchin’, knockin’ hard, servin’ like it’s chick_fil_a
i was trappin’ dirty with a .40 in my north face
every time i left the crib, i prayed i’d make it back
my cousin caught a headshot, now his brain all in his lap
that boy said he gangsta—why the f_ck he screamin’ out like that?
my youngin caught a body, then he posed up for a snap
i don’t want no weak b_tch, i need one that’ll stash the mac
f_ck chanel, she want a glizzy with a beam attached
n_ggas out here playin’ roles, whole time they be rats
used to share a mattress, now it’s rollies and a stack
ducked a hundred charges, b_tch, i’m god_sent in this trap
i seen bodies fold, it ain’t no movie, this sh_t facts
heard the opps got hit again, we clappin’ like it’s jazz
told my bro don’t trust n0body, not even who got your back

[chorus]
watch who you call your gangsta (f_ck him)
watch who you call your slime (p_ssy)
watch who you call your day one (cap)
he probably workin’ for the swine (b_tch)
watch who you call your shooter (fraud)
that boy ain’t even outside (nope)
watch who you show that glock to (nah)
he might be the reason you die (for real)
[verse 2]
what you do with all that re_up bread?
i seen n_ggas drop a dime instead of bustin’ lead
seen a snake turn preacher, still got demons in his head
i lost brothers to this sh_t, not from death, from the feds
took my heart and turned it ice, ain’t no warmth in what i said
i was broke, they laughed at me, now they beggin’ me to spread
now these hoes be on my d_ck, but i just f_ck ’em, leave ’em read
used to text my po from a trap with nothin’ but a bed
told my opp to pop out, then he ghost like he was dead
i was way too humble, now i flex with nothin’ left
buy my momma chains, turn that pain into some wealth
seen my homie change, now i clutch around myself
heard he gave the drop, so i put pressure on his breath
sh_t was sweet until we found out who he text
caught him lackin’ by the store, left his soul a bl__dy mess

[chorus]
watch who you call your rider (nah)
watch who you think gon’ slide (nope)
watch who you tell your problems (facts)
they might be workin’ both sides (b_tch)
watch who you bring to war (ayy)
most n_ggas scared to die (uh_huh)
watch who you call your family (word)
blood ain’t thicker than pride
[outro]
can’t trust sh_t, can’t trust none
n_ggas fake, n_ggas run
say he real, then he fold
all that love sh_t gettin’ old
can’t trust sh_t, can’t trust none
keep a switch, keep a drum
yb nemy, i’m the one
f_ck a friend, i need a gun

- yb nemy

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