"Trust These Hoes" lyrics
(feat. Kook, Jhonni Blaze)
Look at all the shit you do to yourself
Now you wish you would've stayed true to yourself
If nobody listen to you who can you have?
That's why I be mindin' my own business
If I ain't seen nothin' I am not a witness
Once I'm bare footed I don't wanna kick it
My nigga look Calvin that is not a midget
You come up missin' if he pay you a visit
This life I'm livin' so fuckin' exquisite
Ho said I was broke she knows she need to quit it
Don't have to imagine how it feel to be a baller
Every time I take a breath I live it
If you ain't rollin' with me
Don't be actin' like you rollin' with me
Go ahead get the fuck out the way
Bad bitches only
If you ain't at least a nine and a half get the fuck out my face
Never change I'll be a real nigga till I'm dead
And gone I guess I'm stuck in my ways
Unappreciated but I'm still doin' my thang
Don't love these niggas don't love these hoes
It ain't y'all business where my money go
My patience it be runnin' low
Yeah it's fuck me but you runnin' low
Don't love these niggas don't love these hoes
It ain't y'all business where my money go
Say they love me but wanna end me though
And that's why I ain't never been friendly hoe
Spin through a headache I'ma need an excedrin'
When it come to gettin' no nerves you a veteran
Never love a bitch I done learned my lesson
It didn't really prosper but did form weapons
Ridin' through the barrio me and my Mexican
Pull up on the plug no call no textin'
Hit the niggas split the shit with my brethren
Count money last first count my blessin'
Used to watch Flintstone used to watch Jetsons
I remember Old Spice I remember stessin'
Playin' white t-shirt nigga fuck dressin'
And if I'm in the club don't come to my section
Bad bitch with me but she ain't undressin'
Talkin' bout money I'm pitchin' a lesson
If you keep at it got money in the mattress
Got money in the bank ain't no more stressin'
Once I'm over you bitch I'm over you
And that mean the exit is overdue
Bitch I bet I won't kill myself over you
Probably get drunk and fuck with a hoe or two
Might get on the road and do a show or two
Not who want me to sign this you bro or you?
Man if I'm makin' funny then so would you
You know I'm strapped they always let the blower through
Don't love these niggas don't love these hoes
It ain't your business where my money goes
My patience runnin' runnin' low
Yeah it's fuck me but you runnin' though
Don't love these niggas don't love these hoes
It ain't your business where my money goes
Say they love me but wanna end me though
That's why I ain't never been friendly though
Now you wish you would've stayed true to yourself
If nobody listen to you who can you have?
That's why I be mindin' my own business
If I ain't seen nothin' I am not a witness
Once I'm bare footed I don't wanna kick it
My nigga look Calvin that is not a midget
You come up missin' if he pay you a visit
This life I'm livin' so fuckin' exquisite
Ho said I was broke she knows she need to quit it
Don't have to imagine how it feel to be a baller
Every time I take a breath I live it
If you ain't rollin' with me
Don't be actin' like you rollin' with me
Go ahead get the fuck out the way
Bad bitches only
If you ain't at least a nine and a half get the fuck out my face
Never change I'll be a real nigga till I'm dead
And gone I guess I'm stuck in my ways
Unappreciated but I'm still doin' my thang
Don't love these niggas don't love these hoes
It ain't y'all business where my money go
My patience it be runnin' low
Yeah it's fuck me but you runnin' low
Don't love these niggas don't love these hoes
It ain't y'all business where my money go
Say they love me but wanna end me though
And that's why I ain't never been friendly hoe
Spin through a headache I'ma need an excedrin'
When it come to gettin' no nerves you a veteran
Never love a bitch I done learned my lesson
It didn't really prosper but did form weapons
Ridin' through the barrio me and my Mexican
Pull up on the plug no call no textin'
Hit the niggas split the shit with my brethren
Count money last first count my blessin'
Used to watch Flintstone used to watch Jetsons
I remember Old Spice I remember stessin'
Playin' white t-shirt nigga fuck dressin'
And if I'm in the club don't come to my section
Bad bitch with me but she ain't undressin'
Talkin' bout money I'm pitchin' a lesson
If you keep at it got money in the mattress
Got money in the bank ain't no more stressin'
Once I'm over you bitch I'm over you
And that mean the exit is overdue
Bitch I bet I won't kill myself over you
Probably get drunk and fuck with a hoe or two
Might get on the road and do a show or two
Not who want me to sign this you bro or you?
Man if I'm makin' funny then so would you
You know I'm strapped they always let the blower through
Don't love these niggas don't love these hoes
It ain't your business where my money goes
My patience runnin' runnin' low
Yeah it's fuck me but you runnin' though
Don't love these niggas don't love these hoes
It ain't your business where my money goes
Say they love me but wanna end me though
That's why I ain't never been friendly though
