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danny [pl] - trust the process lyrics

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i don’t trust no n-gga i don’t trust no b-tch/ only bout a dollar hoe i’m tryna get rich/ hoe i trust the process, trust the process/ trust the process, trust the process/ n-gga shoulda never came f-ckin with me/ left his -ss laid out in the front seat/ hoe should’ve trusted the process, trust the process/ trust the process, trust the process/ hook///

v1
bump stickity bump left that f-ck n-gga slumped/ cause he tried to play me out like a punk (huh)/ and my mama ain’t raise a b-tch or chump/ i’m at your door 3 am with a pump/ my glock bone connected to my stick bone/ the clip empty he ain’t funna get home/ i need extra paper cause i’m bout to sh-t on/ the f-ck heads that tried to stop me from gettin on/ rollin that tasha smith my weed scream too much/ we be havin arguments till i can’t see too much/ i never trust a n-gga sayin trust me too much/ and if it ain’t about a bag it can’t mean too much///

v2
f-ck the struggle i was starving b-tch eatin oodles of noodles/ now oyster perpetual the movement sh-t feel like a movie/ bet this 40 make you back that -ss up this b-tch juvie/ watch the ruger turn a pitbull n-gga into a poodle/ (achh) me and my n-ggas brutal leave you layin in a puddle/ i’m the quarterback calling audibles n-gga f-ck a huddle/get you knocked off for some bundles and a frontal/ you gon meet who you believe in you keep f-ckin up the hustle/ triggity trust the priggity process bullsh-t me no digest/ f-ckin with me you die next ain’t bout a bag then say less/ this ain’t no checkers i chess these different lines that i press/ this got the beam with the barrel so ho the sounds is suppressed (yes!)///

v3
hoe i trust the process you n-ggas not sh-t/ you just be actin like you with the sh-ts will smith/ when the check cleared they hit the k!ll switch/ f-ck the feds hoe i wish a n-gga would snitch/ it’s a glitch in your system but b-tch i’m perfectly wired/ i came up out my mama trippin i was born to be wild/ i grew up by the age of 12 i saw too much as a child/ i never trust a n-gga, or a big b-tt and a smile/ talk a bag to me or hit the mute b-tton lil b-tch/ or you’ll be unavailable all of a sudden lil b-tch/ you f-ckin right i’m funna change when i get a lil rich/ cause i ain’t work this hard for sh-t to stay the same lil b-tch/



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