Trust nobody, trust nobody at the door
You know what I mean, straight up, my closest friends did me in
My closest friends, my homies, people I done took care of, their whole family
I done took care of everything for them, looked after them, put them in the gang, everything
Turn it off, fear is stronger than love, remember that
I'm powerful, I'm fast, I'm pretty, I can't possibly be
Until I spit, they ain't feelin' me, spittin' them bars but I don't got that pill in me
That nigga plottin on killin' me, and I don't want problems but drama is still in me
I'ma just do what I'm supposed to, get money, maybe hoes too
You just be talkin' like hoes do, can't find nobody that you close to
Better sprint to that money, no relay, once we finish this shit, go and replay
Stop hittin' my phone up, nigga just grow up, boy, I make sure you wont see day
Put a price on his head, eBay, they ain't finna slide like he say
And roll with the guys, I'm gettin' so high, and doin' the dash on the freeway
Smokin' that gas, speedway, that money I get it the speedway
And makin her tap out, Is makin' you spaz out, I might just crash out on the E lane
That nigga a rat, he lame, get into that bag and he aint
And I went to jail, and I made my bail, but that nigga f*cked cause he cant
Young, FNO on the speed lane, I'll pop up with heat cause that heat came
Me and Jay play em like EA, niggas think he on top, but he ain't
Wrote in my photo, I keep my shit clean, fillin' my cup with that Henny and lean
Bitch, I be tweakin' on four with the trees, livin' so reckless, my forces got crease
Stop it, drop it, nigga, you know we gon' pop it
Cop it, got it, the knocker on me, we gon' solve it
Stop it, drop it, you ain't do nothin' about it
Got it, pop it, nigga, just know that I got it
Spit this shit right from the mental, I got your bitch givin' Brain in the rental
Ain't showin' no love, I ain't sentimental, got that gun drawn like I came with a pencil
Bend your bitch over, I ain't bendin' no block, she spit on my dick while I spit off the top
Promised myself I'ma get to the Gwop, hit the trap for them racks, or I'm punchin' a clock
He a rookie, tryna f*ck with a vet, he ain movin' right, so you know he got left
I'm runnin' it up, but you know I got next, got only one shot and it's nothin' but net
Roll up a blunt and light one in the air, couldn't walk in my shoes if I gave you a pair
FNO, TN1, it don't matter, they stare, we get to the money, we do not compare
I'm talkin' on shit, need to stop it, zip and lock it, then I'm robbin' your pockets
Everything I wanted, I got it, my crew do, I'm dirty, we flockin
I'm in your city, we mobbin', FNO, TN1, we bout it
I get the money, no drought, bitch, I give the Gwop that we taller than Mountains
I know a fumble, I pick up the pace, 200 a dash, your nigga that's raced
I'm robbin' these niggas and I'll be the case, they don't understand all the problems I face
I'm spendin' these checks and I make it right back, my boys in the back and they whip out the Mac
Can't f*ck with these bitches, they all in my sack, my niggas on go and they all in the Mac
Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, I must tell you this
Go, uh, wait, hold it, hold it, they're blowing the chair, but I don't think so
Alright, tell us this, alright Cash, thank you
TN1 Jay - Trust None Fear None (feat. FNO Dame) Lyrics
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Trust nobody, trust nobody at the door
You know what I mean, straight up, my closest friends did me in
My closest friends, my homies, people I done took care of, their whole family
I done took care of everything for them, looked after them, put them in the gang, everything
Turn it off, fear is stronger than love, remember that
I'm powerful, I'm fast, I'm pretty, I can't possibly be
Until I spit, they ain't feelin' me, spittin' them bars but I don't got that pill in me
That nigga plottin on killin' me, and I don't want problems but drama is still in me
I'ma just do what I'm supposed to, get money, maybe hoes too
You just be talkin' like hoes do, can't find nobody that you close to
Better sprint to that money, no relay, once we finish this shit, go and replay
Stop hittin' my phone up, nigga just grow up, boy, I make sure you wont see day
Put a price on his head, eBay, they ain't finna slide like he say
And roll with the guys, I'm gettin' so high, and doin' the dash on the freeway
Smokin' that gas, speedway, that money I get it the speedway
And makin her tap out, Is makin' you spaz out, I might just crash out on the E lane
That nigga a rat, he lame, get into that bag and he aint
And I went to jail, and I made my bail, but that nigga f*cked cause he cant
Young, FNO on the speed lane, I'll pop up with heat cause that heat came
Me and Jay play em like EA, niggas think he on top, but he ain't
Wrote in my photo, I keep my shit clean, fillin' my cup with that Henny and lean
Bitch, I be tweakin' on four with the trees, livin' so reckless, my forces got crease
Stop it, drop it, nigga, you know we gon' pop it
Cop it, got it, the knocker on me, we gon' solve it
Stop it, drop it, you ain't do nothin' about it
Got it, pop it, nigga, just know that I got it
Spit this shit right from the mental, I got your bitch givin' Brain in the rental
Ain't showin' no love, I ain't sentimental, got that gun drawn like I came with a pencil
Bend your bitch over, I ain't bendin' no block, she spit on my dick while I spit off the top
Promised myself I'ma get to the Gwop, hit the trap for them racks, or I'm punchin' a clock
He a rookie, tryna f*ck with a vet, he ain movin' right, so you know he got left
I'm runnin' it up, but you know I got next, got only one shot and it's nothin' but net
Roll up a blunt and light one in the air, couldn't walk in my shoes if I gave you a pair
FNO, TN1, it don't matter, they stare, we get to the money, we do not compare
I'm talkin' on shit, need to stop it, zip and lock it, then I'm robbin' your pockets
Everything I wanted, I got it, my crew do, I'm dirty, we flockin
I'm in your city, we mobbin', FNO, TN1, we bout it
I get the money, no drought, bitch, I give the Gwop that we taller than Mountains
I know a fumble, I pick up the pace, 200 a dash, your nigga that's raced
I'm robbin' these niggas and I'll be the case, they don't understand all the problems I face
I'm spendin' these checks and I make it right back, my boys in the back and they whip out the Mac
Can't f*ck with these bitches, they all in my sack, my niggas on go and they all in the Mac
Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, I must tell you this
Go, uh, wait, hold it, hold it, they're blowing the chair, but I don't think so
Alright, tell us this, alright Cash, thank you
You know what I mean, straight up, my closest friends did me in
My closest friends, my homies, people I done took care of, their whole family
I done took care of everything for them, looked after them, put them in the gang, everything
Turn it off, fear is stronger than love, remember that
I'm powerful, I'm fast, I'm pretty, I can't possibly be
Until I spit, they ain't feelin' me, spittin' them bars but I don't got that pill in me
That nigga plottin on killin' me, and I don't want problems but drama is still in me
I'ma just do what I'm supposed to, get money, maybe hoes too
You just be talkin' like hoes do, can't find nobody that you close to
Better sprint to that money, no relay, once we finish this shit, go and replay
Stop hittin' my phone up, nigga just grow up, boy, I make sure you wont see day
Put a price on his head, eBay, they ain't finna slide like he say
And roll with the guys, I'm gettin' so high, and doin' the dash on the freeway
Smokin' that gas, speedway, that money I get it the speedway
And makin her tap out, Is makin' you spaz out, I might just crash out on the E lane
That nigga a rat, he lame, get into that bag and he aint
And I went to jail, and I made my bail, but that nigga f*cked cause he cant
Young, FNO on the speed lane, I'll pop up with heat cause that heat came
Me and Jay play em like EA, niggas think he on top, but he ain't
Wrote in my photo, I keep my shit clean, fillin' my cup with that Henny and lean
Bitch, I be tweakin' on four with the trees, livin' so reckless, my forces got crease
Stop it, drop it, nigga, you know we gon' pop it
Cop it, got it, the knocker on me, we gon' solve it
Stop it, drop it, you ain't do nothin' about it
Got it, pop it, nigga, just know that I got it
Spit this shit right from the mental, I got your bitch givin' Brain in the rental
Ain't showin' no love, I ain't sentimental, got that gun drawn like I came with a pencil
Bend your bitch over, I ain't bendin' no block, she spit on my dick while I spit off the top
Promised myself I'ma get to the Gwop, hit the trap for them racks, or I'm punchin' a clock
He a rookie, tryna f*ck with a vet, he ain movin' right, so you know he got left
I'm runnin' it up, but you know I got next, got only one shot and it's nothin' but net
Roll up a blunt and light one in the air, couldn't walk in my shoes if I gave you a pair
FNO, TN1, it don't matter, they stare, we get to the money, we do not compare
I'm talkin' on shit, need to stop it, zip and lock it, then I'm robbin' your pockets
Everything I wanted, I got it, my crew do, I'm dirty, we flockin
I'm in your city, we mobbin', FNO, TN1, we bout it
I get the money, no drought, bitch, I give the Gwop that we taller than Mountains
I know a fumble, I pick up the pace, 200 a dash, your nigga that's raced
I'm robbin' these niggas and I'll be the case, they don't understand all the problems I face
I'm spendin' these checks and I make it right back, my boys in the back and they whip out the Mac
Can't f*ck with these bitches, they all in my sack, my niggas on go and they all in the Mac
Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, I must tell you this
Go, uh, wait, hold it, hold it, they're blowing the chair, but I don't think so
Alright, tell us this, alright Cash, thank you
Writer: Damian Branca, Joshua Burgos
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