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Drippy Jay - Fake Trust Lyrics



Drippy Jay - Fake Trust Lyrics




I thought you was my homie until you switch on me
That's why i started getting issues like a damn disease
That's why we got a gun and it's under the seats
All my niggas down and we all tryna feast
All my niggas down and the top we tryna reach
All we tryna do is get them bands in them jeans
Yeah all my homies real they gone take one for the team
All we smoke is gas like a train we blowing steam
Hoping all these raps will turn me to a beast
Hoping all these raps will make my money just increase
All i'm tryna do is count that f*cking cheese
But i can't have no fake trust around me
Yeah fake trust makes hella enemies
They really selfish like nigga wheres the sympathy
You ain't gone like this song if you ain't feeling me
But i cant take this no more the fake trust is killing me

Hold up baby is there a issue
You crying to much baby take a tissue
Why you even texting me that i miss you
Why you even texting me i wanna kiss you
But baby yeah you know that you ain't it
When i was in situations yeah you switched
You really fake you left me deep down in the ditch
Ever sense kids i knew you was a bitch
Ever sense kids you wasn't about it
Remember all my dreams you was just doubting
I'm really doing it the road i found it
Remember back then my cloths they was clowning
Ice on me it really got me drowning
Now ya'll mad i really see you frowning
You mad cause yo bitch my name she shouting
She tyrna smoke and chill but girl i don't allow it
All that fake trust i don't allow it
Threw all this pain a nigga came out smiling
She got a problem yeah my yeah she dialing
We in the dark threw my city yeah we driving
We sell the packs then the money we combining
A nigga moving work on the block he steady grinding
We ain't gone stop until we finally f*cking shining
We ain't gone stop until we in a plane flying

I thought you was my homie until you switch on me
That's why i started getting issues like a damn disease
That's why we got a gun and it's under the seats
All my niggas down and we all tryna feast
All my niggas down and the top we tryna reach
All we tryna do is get them bands in them jeans
Yeah all my homies real they gone take one for the team
All we smoke is gas like a train we blowing steam
Hoping all these raps will turn me to a beast
Hoping all these raps will make my money just increase
All i'm tryna do is count that f*cking cheese
But i can't have no fake trust around me
Yeah fake trust makes hella enemies
They really selfish like nigga wheres the sympathy
You ain't gone like this song if you ain't feeling me
But i cant take this no more the fake trust is killing me

All these niggas said that they would keep it real
But you wasn't with me when a nigga had to deal
Trapping till the morning tryna make then dollar bills
Yeah they hate on me but they don't know how i feel
I'm really with it for this rap shit i would kill
I'm stacking up until i get a f*cking mill
These niggas fake they keep it real off the pill
The fake trust it got me scared it's hard to heal
But all this ice on me it keep a nigga cool and chill
Smoking on this weed cause i like the way it feel
Pouring all this lean the whole sprite cup i'ma fill
Working in the trap its a circle like a wheel
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I thought you was my homie until you switch on me
That's why i started getting issues like a damn disease
That's why we got a gun and it's under the seats
All my niggas down and we all tryna feast
All my niggas down and the top we tryna reach
All we tryna do is get them bands in them jeans
Yeah all my homies real they gone take one for the team
All we smoke is gas like a train we blowing steam
Hoping all these raps will turn me to a beast
Hoping all these raps will make my money just increase
All i'm tryna do is count that f*cking cheese
But i can't have no fake trust around me
Yeah fake trust makes hella enemies
They really selfish like nigga wheres the sympathy
You ain't gone like this song if you ain't feeling me
But i cant take this no more the fake trust is killing me

Hold up baby is there a issue
You crying to much baby take a tissue
Why you even texting me that i miss you
Why you even texting me i wanna kiss you
But baby yeah you know that you ain't it
When i was in situations yeah you switched
You really fake you left me deep down in the ditch
Ever sense kids i knew you was a bitch
Ever sense kids you wasn't about it
Remember all my dreams you was just doubting
I'm really doing it the road i found it
Remember back then my cloths they was clowning
Ice on me it really got me drowning
Now ya'll mad i really see you frowning
You mad cause yo bitch my name she shouting
She tyrna smoke and chill but girl i don't allow it
All that fake trust i don't allow it
Threw all this pain a nigga came out smiling
She got a problem yeah my yeah she dialing
We in the dark threw my city yeah we driving
We sell the packs then the money we combining
A nigga moving work on the block he steady grinding
We ain't gone stop until we finally f*cking shining
We ain't gone stop until we in a plane flying

I thought you was my homie until you switch on me
That's why i started getting issues like a damn disease
That's why we got a gun and it's under the seats
All my niggas down and we all tryna feast
All my niggas down and the top we tryna reach
All we tryna do is get them bands in them jeans
Yeah all my homies real they gone take one for the team
All we smoke is gas like a train we blowing steam
Hoping all these raps will turn me to a beast
Hoping all these raps will make my money just increase
All i'm tryna do is count that f*cking cheese
But i can't have no fake trust around me
Yeah fake trust makes hella enemies
They really selfish like nigga wheres the sympathy
You ain't gone like this song if you ain't feeling me
But i cant take this no more the fake trust is killing me

All these niggas said that they would keep it real
But you wasn't with me when a nigga had to deal
Trapping till the morning tryna make then dollar bills
Yeah they hate on me but they don't know how i feel
I'm really with it for this rap shit i would kill
I'm stacking up until i get a f*cking mill
These niggas fake they keep it real off the pill
The fake trust it got me scared it's hard to heal
But all this ice on me it keep a nigga cool and chill
Smoking on this weed cause i like the way it feel
Pouring all this lean the whole sprite cup i'ma fill
Working in the trap its a circle like a wheel
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Writer: Jason Rivera
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Performed By: Drippy Jay
Language: English
Length: 3:54
Written by: Jason Rivera

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