Lyrical Breakdown of Trust Nobody - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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It's kinda funny niggas runnin' up tryin' to show me much love
'Cause a muthafucka just dropped an album
Now they wanna kiss ass
But hold up bitch, all you gettin' is a lick pass
Tryin' to get me for my ducats
I tried to put you down with the Skee and C and said "Fuck it"
Only came around when things was lookin' kinda cool
But did you really think I'd go out like a fuckin' fool?
Oh, hell no, I kept my shit tight
Now the Skee and Cee is sittin' on somethin' right
You're like a gold-diggin' bitch from the neighborhood
That's why I slide on your ass, 'cause it makes me feel good
All the shit you talk when I'm not around
Get your clown on nigga, but you still ain't down
I got somethin' for ya
A 9-millimeter that will drop you to the floor, bitch
'Cause if I trust you for a minute
You woulda had a muthafuckin' knife stuck in my back then bent it
I gotta get ya first
'Cause a nigga like that is the one that will fuck you the worst
Punk ass nigga kinda jockin' now, you ain't down
'Cause I trust nobody
(Yeah, but never underestimate those fuckin' niggas)
I trust nobody
(Fuck with me, I'm gonna break your ass)
Yeah nigga, I trust nobody
One by one in this century
Brothers are dyin', gettin' killed, and shipped to penitentiary
And your right hand man coulda been a snitch
You think like a ho, you go out just like a bitch
So face up to the facts, bro
And end up dead like this other nigga I used to know
I guess it's kinda sad, G
But it really didn't faze me till the funeral car passed me
And what about them tagalongs?
Them other muthafuckas that are drivin' with the lights on
Coulda been the killers
But nobody really cares, he died a dope dealer
Now that don't mean shit
That's why a nigga like me packs a 9 and three clips
And I don't trust a soul
From them niggas 'round my house to them niggas down by the store
One nigga said he liked me
That's the same muthafuckas in the game try to shiest me
Mama say, "Boy, you have no friends"
Huh, I shoulda listened then
Four niggas rolled up with the ski masks
Pointed the TEC-9 out the window but they didn't blast
One nigga said "Freeze, B"
I thought to myself, "Hm, this nigga knows me"
But I didn't find it funny
Pulled out my muthafuckin' 9 when he asked me for my fuckin' money
But he didn't even shoot
He musta didn't have no bullets in the gun
No time to think, I'm steady pullin'
I blast from the driver to the passenger
Four niggas dead in the car, I laugh at ya
Now I gotta see
Pull off the ski mask of this nigga that was callin' me
I guess it's kinda sad
A tear rolled down my eye 'cause I knew his ass
His name was Little Pee Wee
That's the same muthafuckin' nigga I was tryin' to help, G
Good thing I think fast
'Cause if I think a nigga gonna do me, I'm gonna do his ass
'Cause that bitch'll get you killed, niggas like to steal
And ain't no fuckin' thing as a good dope deal
So I live just like John Magotti
Huh, I trust nobody
I trust nobody
I trust nobody
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?
This go out to all my niggas out there in the game
You know what I'm sayin'?
You gotta keep your eyes open, you know?
A lot of niggas tryin' to get niggas
And that same nigga you rollin' with
Could be the nigga tryin' to get you
So a nigga like me, you know what I'm sayin'? I trust nobody
I hope you niggas catch on to what I'm sayin'
Peace, I'm outtie