DJ Wich & Rasco - Trust lyrics

- What about... What about that court case?
- I'm gonna tell you something
Somebody messes with me
I'm gonna mess with him
- Ha ha ha...
- Somebody steals from me
I'm gonna say, "You stole"
Not talk to him for spitting on the sidewalk
- Ha ha ha...
- You understand?

Trust when I tell you, niggas will always fail you
They never come through, my nigga, it's on you
Or you will never win, you better get it in
We at the door, so I guess they better let us in
[2x]

Yo, we kick the door down, get on the floor now
Fuck a four pound, we keep it underground
They on another sound, I drink another round
80 proof on 'em, then speak the truth on 'em
Get in the booth on 'em, I shatter your brain matter
What's going on? They using the same data
With the same moves and using the same tools
Niggas cloned up and go to the same school
We here to change rules, my click is still sick
Make one hit, they vanishing real quick
On some real shit, you enter the unknown
They commercialized, they never can come home
So we stay here and put it in 8th gear
Top level shit, we sweeping the place clear
I be the president, 12-year resident
Cats make moves, but it still seems hesitant, what?

Trust when I tell you, niggas will always fail you
They never come through, my nigga, it's on you
Or you will never win, you better get it in
We at the door, so I guess they better let us in
[2x]

Yo, I show 'em how it's done, give niggas they hardest run
When they speak names, then they say I'm the hardest one
I did it self-made, then got myself paid
Ducked when the shots sprayed, used to rock a box fade
Now I keep it clean, ever since I'm 19
Always a mic fiend, livin' out my life's dream
Hard as it might seem, I wouldn't have it any other way
'Cause you can leave this world any day
I do it for the Bay
They never knew that I was out there, till niggas gave me a shout there
I got my clout there, that's where I gave birth
Putting in the same work, trudging in the same dirt
Sometimes the game hurts, I'm here to give a massage
From day one, in my homie's garage
I love the art, me and you are worlds apart
Shout to the VBs, where I made my start, it's love

Trust when I tell you, niggas will always fail you
They never come through, my nigga, it's on you
Or you will never win, you better get it in
We at the door, so I guess they better let us in
[2x]