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letra de can't trust em - dequaye

[intro: drez]

yeah
uh
blat blat!
t-k-g

[verse 1: drez]

i got a a semi auto chopper with a full clip
should’ve thought it out before you talked ish
making moves, making moves my game just goes and proves it
with the word on street i’m the big man
all because i done made bands
the pen singed and they all fans
they tryna ride when they can’t stand
i’m in the sky while you on land
i always buy just for the brand
i’ll kick you out with my kick stand
cause my circle small with my real fam
and now i’m rocking versace and no body can stop me
my fragrance real c-cky, my nick name gianni
dang my shirt got imported, sectioned off i’m important
not the president, but i’m a resident of the new kids with that new sh-t
have you ever seen a youngin go and stunt like me?
you talking that i’m nothing, but you clique on my d
take a look at my face, i ain’t got no worries
only thing that i’m thinking is this money better hurry
gold watch, and a gold phone
gold chains and she drop it low
the chain on my pants, and its more money then you ever know
they asking where the real drez at, (where?)
they asking where the real drez at
drop your feelings, i don’t really care
stole your girl just from my hair
they talking about how they know me now
but i’m chillin now, sleeping on the clouds

[hook: dequaye]

i can’t trust none of these fakes
i’m only trusting my bros
i’m k!lling it
so i’m chilling wit new jays and new cloths
we k!lling beats with our new flows
gettin’ money that’s all i know
we only kids, but we k!lling it
and we doing this all on our own
i can’t trust none of these fakes
i’m only trusting my bros
i’m k!lling it
so i’m chilling wit new jays and new cloths
we k!llin beats with our new flows
gettin’ money that’s all i know
we only kids, but we k!llin it
and we doin this sh-t all on our own

[bridge: ofunky]

don’t let me get in my zone (my zone)
don’t let me get in my zone (my zone)
i’m swear i’m in my zone swear i know i’m in to my zone
boy, don’t let me get in my zone (my zone)
don’t let me get in my zone (my zone)
i’m swear in to my zone swear i know im into my zone

[verse 2: dequaye]

them haters messed up
they can’t test us
drez and i, don’t rest up
we the best of
the rest of
these wannabeez that don’t step up
we want money like small forwards
for example, like paul george
get money for all the boards
second home is the golf course
chopping up, rocking up, wrist wear, watching up
everybody watching us, no body stopping us
my mind is on vacation
well, as-salamu alayk-m
your wack bars, we take em
send em back to the station
i can’t trust none of the fakes
so these fakes we can’t trust em
we blowing up in the game
yeah it’s sorta like combustion

[hook]

- dequaye

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