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letra de trust issuës - yk delly

[chorus]
b-tch because i stay lowkey that don’t mean i let sh-t slide
only conversate with yall, cuz’ yall the motherf-ckin’ guys
and if you see me round’ some folks i don’t know
you know d-mn well i’m quite
anti-social but i ain’t no hoe, yo life could be jeopardize
rarely hang around folks that i don’t know
even sometimes with the bro’s i just be quite i’m in that mode
you think i’m p-ssy, think i’m hoe
i’ll have to show you real quite, that b-tch i ain’t finna’ go

[verse 1: yk delly]
i’ll put a n-gga ass on a t-shirt rap em’ up
i just send my gang that boy want smoke and they’ll clap em’ up
i don’t really give no f-ck’s
even though that you my dawg i’m quick to buss you up n-gga
don’t play with me
i got trust issues
if you try to try some sh-t
i can’t f-ck with you
i’m tellin’ you straight how it go
my other bro he tried to cross me out
i had tried to k!ll his ass but his b-tch ass ran out the house
ain’t seen his ass since that day
if i ever see him again imma’ put a bullet in his face
now why yall n-ggas think i’m this way
i can barely trust my own kind b-tch get out my face get out my way
i don’t show no love no more
can’t even express my feelings to my bro cause them n-ggas don’t know
and the struggle was so real i got a bed but still sleep on the floor
it make me feel comfortable at night when i be dead alone
yeah i don’t know how to tell yall
man this sh-t feel dead wrong (dead wrong)
i be wanting to pop a n-gga dome
for all the sh-t that i been through
b-tch i’m tired of being on my own
lead wrong
feelings gone
i can’t even sleep no more (i can’t even sleep no more)
head on
shoulder’s on
feeling like i’m not me no more (feeling like i ain’t me no more)
just stay strong why the f-ck they keep telling me this joke
uhhh why the f-ck they took my momma bro?
don’t expect me to act like i’m cool
miserable inside my head i can’t be with you
my mondukes gone why the f-ck should i love you
ain’t got no home (god d-mn i’m through!)
[chorus]
b-tch because i stay lowkey that don’t mean i let sh-t slide
only conversate with yall, cuz’ yall the motherf-cking guys
and if you see me round’ some folks i don’t know
you know d-mn well i’m quite
anti-social but i ain’t no hoe, yo life could be jeopardize
rarely hang around folks that i don’t know
even sometimes with the bro’s i just be quite i’m in that mode
you think i’m p-ssy, think i’m hoe
i’ll have to show you real quite, that b-tch i ain’t finna’ go

[verse 2: yk delly]
yeah, ridin’ round’ town with a glock imma blow
yeah, i’ll shoot at any p-ssy n-gga on the road
aye, f-ck a drive-by b-tch my feet gone do the running
aye, don’t do all that talking on the net you see me comin

- yk delly

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