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Please

Tell me who I'm trusting

You might need another life you tryna cross me

Easy

She begging me to buss' please

Used to work all night so long I let the bus leave

Whoa

She said I get her lusty

I'm walking in don't need no R S with the V P

Folding

I think he getting rusty

Not with the chatting

You can quit it with the fussing

They said the boy some type of wicked, then I must be

I don't trust nobody, baby you can trust me

Been with me more than a week, I call it lucky

She getting touchy

Won't find me where the rest be

My circle smaller than the plot they had against me

He told the truth, she told the truth

I guess we gon' see

Tripping up, it's not 'bout money then I won't be

Just like you said you getting money and you don't be

Don't know who did it

Crossed him out

He tried to test me

You got the wrong impression baby, second guess me

I got connections in the sky, that's who protect me

I'm fresh to death

But skip the death for when I'm stepping

Whoa

I'm fighting tryna keep her in her clothes

Slow

She tried to take my soul through the pole

Ghost

I'm icy would've thought I'm made of snow

Oh no

He steady tryna violate the code, so

Please

Tell me who I'm trusting

You might need another life you tryna cross me

Easy

She begging me to buss' please

Used to work all night so long I let the bus leave

Whoa

She said I get her lusty

I'm walking in don't need no R S with the V P

Folding

I think he getting rusty

Not with the chatting

You can quit it with the fuss', okay

Play with your own time

He spitting it's 'bout time

I'm taking what's been mine

You stuck on the last line (wait)

Get you some digits

He getting nervous he tippin

Late night she pay me a visit

It's for the gold if you dig it

Uh, plotting (Icky)

Pussy boy we on to that

She like it fancy

Who you thinking put her on to that

Might start a label with the pack and get up under that

They tried to ask me who I got, I had to wonder that

Now it's like please

Scheming man he think we don't see

Free

He sick of living life, he gotta be

Trees, I'm rolling tryna deal with yo' disease

Freeze, before you end up rolling in the deep