CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Trust Issues

Hmm, hmm
Yeah, hmm, hmm, oh no
Hmm
I've been goin' through some sh*t man, like
b*t*hes keep on cheatin' on me and sh*t, man
(I'm so f**ked up right now)
Bla- Bla- BlackMayo on the beat
Yeah

I can't stand these b*t*hes, man they always fake (Always fake)
But of course, I still got stuck in my own ways (Yeah)
You gotta give me space (Yeah), I'm sippin' on 'Act' in space (Space)
These b*t*hes need to know I'm Ace (Yeah), b*t*h get the f**k out my way (Out my way)
My life ain't goin' great, it's up and down (Up and down)
I got all this ice on me, might drip or drown
These wiggas always on me, tryna steal my sound (They tryna steal your sound)
Thеse b*t*hes keep on knockin' me all around

Wе used to be close friends, but all of a sudden you hate me now (Hate me now)
I feel like I need someone to be with, now you're not around (Not around)
I was thinkin' you'd be at my crib feelin' safe and sound (Safe and sound)
Came home one day just to found out that she leave me
'Til I found out all about this cheatin'
Oh man, wigga, you should've seen it
These hoes got trust issues, I just tell 'em "beat it" (Yeah)

Man I can't tell the different (Can't tell the different)
You look at me straight in my friend, tell me "what's the difference?" (What's the difference?)
Yeah you lied to me, I can see the perfect image (Yeah)
I'm sick of this bullsh*t
You broke my heart into pieces (Yeah)
All that's left of it, you can keep it (Keep)
All these b*t*hes to me look like demons (Look like demons)
All these thottin' sh*t, they schemin'
I be sippin' lean, that sh*t burn my stomach (Yeah)
Goin' through a lot of sh*t, I'm on Robitussin (Tussin)
All these wiggas think these hoes they baes, these wiggas dummies (Dummies)
You b*t*hes only want me for the clout and all the money (All the money)
These haters laugh right in my face like this sh*t funny
Man, this sh*t funny (This sh*t funny), how all these wiggas wanted to change up on me
These wiggas jealous that I got all these bands up on me
But now it's not time to brag (Brag), I gotta get in my bag (Get in my bag)
I ain't dealin' with no basic b*t*h (Nah), I ain't on that basic sh*t (Nah)
I ain't no basic kid (Ain't no basic kid)
I ain't no capper person, I ain't yo average person (Nah)
I'm that real wigga (Yeah), that's that chill wigga (Yeah)
He been 'round people that just wanna kill wiggas (Kill wiggas)
But I ain't like that (I ain't like that), I just want a normal life (Yeah)
Ain't 'bout the fame and the lights, just want this bread to survive
Bla- Bla- BlackMayo on the beat

Yeah (no)
Huh uh (oh)
Mmm, nah
Nah, nah, oh, oh man (It's some trust issues)
(Trust issues, it's some trust issues)
Yeah (All these hoes got trust issues)
Trust issues (All these hoes got trust issues)
Yeah, uh huh
(Yeah)