Who Can I Trust lyrics

[Intro]
(MIA JAY C)

[Chorus: GMO Stax]
Who can I trust? Heard it's a bag on my head
Who can I trust? I might have to whack my mans
Who can I trust? sh*t, I can't even trust the fam
I ain't trippin', this the life I'd rather live
Glad we made it outta all that sh*t we did
My b*tch told me, "Bae, just chill and chase a bag"
Bae, I can't 'cause n*ggas out here want me dead
Can't relax, my conscience tellin' me go spin
Can't go back, sh*t, I did what I did
f*ck n*ggas, sh*t, it is what it is
My young n*ggas fourteen tryna go and kill

[Verse 1: GMO Stax]
Made a promise, 'fore I go, go touch a mil'
Can't forget to go buy OG a new crib
I can't wait to tell my n*ggas they can chill
Even though them n*ggas still ain't gon' chill
Couldn't kill him, so we let that n*gga live
Showed him where it gеt him speakin' on the dead
Milly lockеd up and it's goin' on three years
sh*t so f*cked up, 'cause he still ain't seen a judge
Ain't seen the hood in a minute, but I still got my gun
Deep down, they'll kill me, but I still show 'em love
Same n*ggas ain't believe me sayin' they knew I was the one
Losin' all my n*ggas, that's why I keep takin' all these drugs
I done went through so much pain, now my body feel numb
I done blew through n*ggas' savings, I been tryna kick the cup
Everybody switchin' sides, it got me like who can I trust?
Same n*ggas seen me broke as hell and know I came from nothin'
Brodie said, "When that money come, you gotta change up"
'Cause all the n*ggas who get money, we don't see they face a lot
You don't know the feeling, helping n*ggas never helped you out
You don't know the feeling, I can't leave the crib without my Glock
[Chorus: GMO Stax]
Who can I trust? Heard it's a bag on my head
Who can I trust? I might have to whack my mans
Who can I trust? sh*t, I can't even trust the fam
I ain't trippin', this the life I'd rather live
Glad we made it outta all that sh*t we did
My b*tch told me, "Bae, just chill and chase a bag"
Bae, I can't 'cause n*ggas out here want me dead
Can't relax, my conscience tellin' me go spin
Can't go back, sh*t, I did what I did
f*ck n*ggas, sh*t, it is what it is
My young n*ggas fourteen tryna go and kill

[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
It ain't no love, it ain't no trust, it ain't no loyalty (Nah)
I ain't tryna hear it, you ain't showin' me, I noticed it
I'ma tell you what I know for sure, don't wanna see you crash
I been missin' time from ones who matter, I been chasin' cash (Yeah)
Man, this rappin' sh*t was plan B, I wanted to get a bag (Was plan B)
Man, I'm twistin' out a Cali P, I couldn't afford a gram (I swear)
Truth be told, you know I been that n*gga way before the 'Gram
Let's keep it real, you really don't need these b*tches, they ain't gon' hold it down (f*ck 'em)
Motor City, it get crazy, motor loud, bro'll switch a crowd (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You can come and roll your own sh*t up, you could send it out (Yeah)
n*gga think he slick and gettin' over, break the blender out
I just start in that b*tch and hit the pedal, now it's spinnin' out
n*ggas tryna act like they was with me 'cause I'm winnin' now (Nah)
Hood say it's fire, boy, I'm bangin' like an In-N-Out (Ayy)
I'm wide receiver ninety-nine 'cause you know I'm runnin' any route (Any play)
I guess I'm livin' different, it's a stack for all my denim now (Any one)
[Chorus: GMO Stax]
Who can I trust? Heard it's a bag on my head
Who can I trust? I might have to whack my mans
Who can I trust? sh*t, I can't even trust the fam
I ain't trippin', this the life I'd rather live
Glad we made it outta all that sh*t we did
My b*tch told me, "Bae, just chill and chase a bag"
Bae, I can't 'cause n*ggas out here want me dead
Can't relax, my conscience tellin' me go spin
Can't go back, sh*t, I did what I did
f*ck n*ggas, sh*t, it is what it is
My young n*ggas fourteen tryna go and kill