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Hidden Demons & Willy Beats & Powa Tripp - No Trust Lyrics




I don't trust you girl get out my face
And I don't like this world such a disgrace
And I don't f*ck with pills they prolly laced
Man I don't need no need thrills I need this pace

I don't ever wanna f*ck with beef
But I will buck up if try me
And I will bring a whole damn army
There ain't no point in tryna harm my

Music don't abuse it man I need it
I Bleed it I breathe it so you can never harm it
Alarming it will sound if you try to warn me
Warn me I ain't f*cking scared of the mourning

I don't trust you girl get out my face
And I don't like this world such a disgrace
And I don't f*ck with pills they prolly laced
Man I don't need no need thrills I need this pace

I don't ever wanna f*ck with beef
But I will buck up if try me
And I will bring a whole damn army
There ain't no point in tryna harm my

Life I ain't f*cking scared of a knife
I ain't f*cking scared of the night
Ye I bring the f*cking fight
Fight or flight fight I ain't backing down
Hey Tripp how you doin'? tell them how it's goin' down now

How it goin' down
Searching for my crown Because I'm a Pharoah
Call me Trippxes
This a rap siege
My Battle Armor
That designer apparel
On my sword and shield ain't talking no pokemon
Dinosaur like I'm Agumon
Finna turn into Greymon
You'll get no love I ain't Faison Most rappers on dat hood hop no J-Kwon
I be still on them on old drugs
I call that shit dat Sav-ons
Sell it out the trunk like Avon I'm on the top bunk finna hit the ceiling
Me and Hidden Demons we keep killing
To the rap game we straight villains
No spoiled milk I straight spill it
And you hate feel it thats that numb love
Like Ben Stiller you a dumb dumb
This slight work verse fun run
I should make a app
I should take revenge like Tap Tap
No Twitter fingas if it's really real
No Cosplay this really Steel
Gone tell me how you feel
I'ma tell you how its really still I been chasing them benny bills
While you worried bout them penny thrills
All that's jacked up wit Jilly Jill
Got falling you down that steepest hill
All that stayin' woke off sleeping pills
Got you zombified Resident Evil

Now let that breathe
And I bet you it still gone suffocate
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I don't trust you girl get out my face
And I don't like this world such a disgrace
And I don't f*ck with pills they prolly laced
Man I don't need no need thrills I need this pace

I don't ever wanna f*ck with beef
But I will buck up if try me
And I will bring a whole damn army
There ain't no point in tryna harm my

Music don't abuse it man I need it
I Bleed it I breathe it so you can never harm it
Alarming it will sound if you try to warn me
Warn me I ain't f*cking scared of the mourning

I don't trust you girl get out my face
And I don't like this world such a disgrace
And I don't f*ck with pills they prolly laced
Man I don't need no need thrills I need this pace

I don't ever wanna f*ck with beef
But I will buck up if try me
And I will bring a whole damn army
There ain't no point in tryna harm my

Life I ain't f*cking scared of a knife
I ain't f*cking scared of the night
Ye I bring the f*cking fight
Fight or flight fight I ain't backing down
Hey Tripp how you doin'? tell them how it's goin' down now

How it goin' down
Searching for my crown Because I'm a Pharoah
Call me Trippxes
This a rap siege
My Battle Armor
That designer apparel
On my sword and shield ain't talking no pokemon
Dinosaur like I'm Agumon
Finna turn into Greymon
You'll get no love I ain't Faison Most rappers on dat hood hop no J-Kwon
I be still on them on old drugs
I call that shit dat Sav-ons
Sell it out the trunk like Avon I'm on the top bunk finna hit the ceiling
Me and Hidden Demons we keep killing
To the rap game we straight villains
No spoiled milk I straight spill it
And you hate feel it thats that numb love
Like Ben Stiller you a dumb dumb
This slight work verse fun run
I should make a app
I should take revenge like Tap Tap
No Twitter fingas if it's really real
No Cosplay this really Steel
Gone tell me how you feel
I'ma tell you how its really still I been chasing them benny bills
While you worried bout them penny thrills
All that's jacked up wit Jilly Jill
Got falling you down that steepest hill
All that stayin' woke off sleeping pills
Got you zombified Resident Evil

Now let that breathe
And I bet you it still gone suffocate
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Writer: DYLAN BRADLEY, KALUN LINDSEY, WILL HAYES DRAKE
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave


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