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mustard - don't trust nobody lyrics

[intro]
chyeah
mustard on the beat ho!

[hook: reem riches]
i don’t trust n0body but myself
i don’t f-ck with n0body but myself
i don’t trust n0body but myself
i don’t f-ck with n0body but myself
i don’t trust n0body but myself
i don’t trust n0body but myself
i don’t trust n0body but myself
i don’t trust n0body but myself, n-gga

[verse 1: reem riches]
i don’t trust n0body but myself
i hope you n-ggas get signed and get shelved
f-ck you, f-ck your family, go to h-ll
free all my real n-ggas out the cell
talk sh-t, i’m at yo door like man
atm, f-ck you, that’s how i feel
they say my mouth might get me k!lled
i’m still alive though, i say what i feel
i’m in the field with some k!llas and some drug dealers
like a valet to don, i’m just a thug n-gga
i popped a pill, b-tch n-gga might trip out
try the 9 millie and ya boy you break back
these snitches pinch me, taught me how you back
smile in yo face, this the life of the rap game
all homies turn on you and they actin lame
all homies turn on you and they act lame
that’s a d-mn shame
make me wanna knock n-gga south like sugga shane
mosby, you n-ggas phony
so called homies, that’s why i ride lonely

[hook]

[verse 2: k!ll kam]
i don’t trust n0body but myself
young rookie had a team
but my stripes on rep
keep my swerve up small like
those n-ggas tight sketch
but they know that that’s above
ain’t my fault she tryna snip
so i turn in a full scale
ignorin her texts, never dial back
forward, ‘cause i be on to the next
now you see me, now you don’t so slide behind the tent
you the type of n-gga that be sayin trust me, talkin lips
got a clique full of soldiers with me when the war stands
one of my young n-ggas locked down for hoppin that fence
funny how we all going down the same n-gga
that snitch look
he wanna say names but i ain’t even gonna mention
that’s why i press n0body but myself, b-tch
we can go to dinner, i ain’t payin, no i’m selfish
never trust a b-tch with some chips and get now tips
these n-ggas tricky like they lose on the heel flip
we getting money, all get in
no but some trail mix
worried bout if i’m a g now not a mail man
she f-cked her when she started expressin her friend
and asked me if i felt the same way
i hit er with that k!ll switch, d-mn

[hook]

[verse 3: rj]
i don’t trust n0body but the clique now
i made my girl count the money with her t-ts out
last week for some reason had a miscount
now before she leave the crib get fresh now
i’m blowin up h-lla fast in this city
startin to see the benefits of rap and a kidney
usually hot style actions is handsy
i ain’t got time for n-ggas’ raps, getting naked
i trust n0body, don’t trust me
just workin for the mills like a trustee
all these labels throwing deals put it’s pushing
i put my fam behind the wheel like i’m gonna pee
and if the p-ssy stink i don’t trust it
the beat and the bang if it ain’t mustard
she know my street name, now my gove man
i’m still keeping secrets from girls that i’m in love with
i don’t trust b-tches
i just f-ck b-tches with no love interest
all f-ckin j, man these n-ggas talkin sh-t, ain’t far from a fake

[hook]

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