Trust Issues Letra

I don't trust anybody, don't even trust myself
I was outchea, I would even rob myself, if I could
Done my signing drunk as hell
Charted but we still outchea in the hood
Buss it down, I might as well
Used to air, now you wanna know if I'm good
I kinda felt your vibe as well
This Gucci got diamonds and pearls

Make I take you back
Used to lick it in the flats, yeah
You know nothing 'bout that
Mr. CEO, businessman
She, now she callin' me
All this girl want is money
And my trap phone ringing ringing
But you know this money affi mek it

They think I'm boujee now
I used to wear it plain bottoms
Now I'm pullin' up in the off-white pants
I'm with the goonies though, everything sho
Shut down the show, and your girl want put on a show
That champagne there, that's to go
Wrist froze, now they say I'm moving cold
I never saw them back when I was alone
God's plans, see me now, I dun' blow

I don't trust anybody, don't even trust myself
I was outchea, I would even rob myself, if I could
Done my signing drunk as hell
Charted but we still outchea in the hood
Buss it down, I might as well
Used to air, now you wanna know if I'm good
I kinda felt your vibe as well
This Gucci got diamonds and pearls

Last night, I was at the bar tryna shoot my shot at bartender
Same time OGD telling me about a girl called Shefleeka
Could have bought it straight cash, got it on lease
You know I pay tax, give me receipt
Running from police, running from police
For some illegal activity

Drip is confirm
Louis V kicks and I got the buss down
I'll be right back
Need to go uptown flipping them packs
Baby, don't you dull, I'll be right back
Got the loud pack, in the side bag
Baby, don't you dull, I'll be right back
Baby, don't you dull

I don't trust anybody, don't even trust myself
I was outchea, I would even rob myself, if I could
Done my signing drunk as hell
Charted but we still outchea in the hood
Buss it down, I might as well
Used to air, now you wanna know if I'm good
I kinda felt your vibe as well
This Gucci got diamonds and pearls

You, you wasn't outchea, getting to the money
Man, you did it for the honeys, nothing new
It's nothing new
Yeah, we always celebrate, yeah
Hope you're listening, we getting money
They used to doubt me, now when I pull up, they on me
Money in the safe, so there's no space
Messing with the mula, no it ain't safe

I don't trust anybody, don't even trust myself
I was outchea, I would even rob myself, if I could
Done my signing drunk as hell
Charted but we still outchea in the hood
Buss it down, I might as well
Used to air, now you wanna know if I'm good
I kinda felt your vibe as well
This Gucci got diamonds and pearls