Lost My Trust (feat. Cordae)

Know we don't got nothing yeah that bool with you

Yeah that Rhude for you

But when you go up like a rocket

They got bad news for you

When you in that limelight

And you famous, keep a tool on you

When you hard with the bars

And you rhyming cause they snooze on you

Yeah it's a trillion bitches in the world

So why I'm going to fuss with you

I lost my trust for you

When I found out you had fucked homie

But that's what I get for just trying to love on you

Put a cuff on you

Hop out the truck with a chop on me

Yeah I'm walking around diamond dust on me

My diamonds be dancing

And I just got all up in her guts left her cramping

Tell her get on this motherfucking dick

The bank on a n yeah change him

If I get the drop on a n I'm drenching

Lets slap a switch on the glock leave it ringing

Put a hole in her plate when she bitching

I'm eating good on pasta and steak yeah

I was in the hood when I made my first million

And it felt so good baby

And they told me that I couldn't baby

Yeah I made them regret, believe me

So I ain't cop a couple watches yeah

Know we don't got nothing yeah that bool with you

Yeah that Rhude for you

But when you go up like a rocket

They got bad news for you

When you in that limelight

And you famous, keep a tool on you

When you hard with the bars

And you rhyming cause they snooze on you

Yeah it's a trillion bitches in the world

So why I'm going to fuss with you

I lost my trust for you

When I found out you had fucked homie

But that's what I get for just trying to love on you

Put a cuff on you,Hop out the truck with a chop on me

Yeah I'm walking around diamond dust on me

Yeah, uh

Diamonds is dancing on me but I just gave a chain to my lil homie

I ain't gangsta but I keep that pistol on me

When you up gon find out that ns phony

Living lavish but damn I been living lonely

That's the price that you pay when you getting money

I ain't worried we traveling to different countries

Had to cut ns off I can't fuck with dummies

A n so blessed tryna save and invest

I might fuck around and cop a villa (oh lord)

My brother just dropped out of school

He a fool keep a tool like he Bob the builder (oh my)

Yeah I'm a real n but I gotta admit that my father realer

From a place where some ns might rob and kill ya

Butterfly gon emerge from a Caterpillar (oh my)

Know we don't got nothing yeah that bool with you

Yeah that Rhude for you

But when you go up like a rocket, they got bad news for you

When you in that limelight

And you famous, keep a tool on you

When you hard with the bars

And you rhyming cause they snooze on you

Yeah it's a trillion bitches in the world

So why I'm going to fuss with you

I lost my trust for you

When I found out you had fucked homie

But that's what I get for just trying to love on you

Put a cuff on you

Hop out the truck with a chop on me

Yeah I'm walking around diamond dust on me