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lil kane - trust none (nobody) lyrics

[intro]

this real sh-t…

n-ggas fake…

they turn on you quick…

just like that!

even your own b-tch man…

she gon’ stay with you or nah?

you better choose wisely man, ’cause i don’t trust none…

and that’s real sh-t man… foreal foreal… get with the movement man!

[chorus]
n0body, keep it real, in the field it’s k!ll or be k!lled!
n-ggas switchin’ to the feds they’ll squeal, trust no one my motto, og told me keep it real!
n0body, keep it real, in the field it’s k!ll or be k!lled!
n-ggas switchin’ to the feds they’ll squeal, trust no one my motto, og told me keep it real!

[verse 1]

leather jacket with a ratchet, on the block with a 40 if you act silly it’s clappin
automatic sparkin, turn you to a tragic, we out here put holes in your body like an old mattress, we savage
if you a stain we knock you off, kick a door 410 sawed off blow a n-ggas arms off, ain’t sh-t
n-ggas switch when they use to play playstation with you, it’s how it go doe, that n-gga you new at the age of 4, ain’t sh-t but a hoe, f-ck it doe!
i know my real bros, know my real folks, never love a hoe she get you smoked quick, just ’cause she play with your d-ck don’t mean she gonna have your back when you go to court!
gotta get the cabbage hit a lick, in your home the savages ravage, take your sh-t!
yungins hungry these days, you know this, don’t act stupid n-gga you know what it is
better cop a gun before we pop ya head like a zit, better yet run up on you while you’re sitting in your whip, push your f-ckin’ scalp back make your forehead look like foreskin
use to love a b-tch, use to trust a b-tch untill she switched,got no love for a b-tch, only love my clique, it’s how it is
and if you f-ckin’ with the opps it’s a hit, i don’t play with fu n-ggas, never did!
and i never will!
cause i keep the steel
for these f-ckin squeals!
and if you tatle tale
then it’s a drill! it’s a drill, cause sh-t is real, sh-t is real…

[chorus]

[verse 2]

in a ford focus, focused,about to hit a n-gga stash, take his cash, pull down the mask, hop out, light his -ss up no lackin’ with us, keep the poles tucked blast blast, back to the trap, pockets fat, they swollen, rollin, in a stolen, whip, goin’ to the cut where the bro’s at
trappin’ out the bando, been a man doe! don’t need n0body tell me what to do where to go, i make my own dough, rob a store, trust none, nah, n-ggas snakes, n-ggas rats, tell the feds where i’m at, tell my shooters where you at, they outside laying in your gr-ss, choppers, extended mags, that’s facts, push your scalp back get whacked n-gga blat!
i was about 10 when i wanted to make bank, so i stood on the playground with a shank, taking another n-ggas cash,finesse a n-gga out his jordan’s, if he act he gets stabbed, hit six grade, flunked twice, sh-t i’d rather be down the street with the ogs shootin dice, and my og told em, get it whole you can cause if another n-gga get it before me, b-tches think he’s the man,i been knockin’ folks over and totin cobras, since then!
i remember wearing dirty tank tops, 50 cents in my jeans enough for a ring pop, then i started slangin dope taking other n-ggas dough, if a n-gga holding out on me tie him up with a jump rope, dog eat dog, n-gga f-ck what you own, what’s yours is mines so p-ss that sh-t here, i wanted to be that lil n-gga everybody feared, and i’m still a f-ckin savage so don’t bring that -ss here, or you might catch a smith, hollow points make you skip, sneaky n-ggas all over trust none is what it is!

[chorus]

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