[Intro]:
Huh, ayo, roll up that Gunsmoke, man, I'm goin’ through some shit, ayo, huh

[Verse]:
Got people squeezin' at me, bitches throwin' demons at me
Don’t know the reason, man, don't even ask me
I need at least 8000 square feet so my season's happy
I get it off from puttin' weed in baggies
Truthful, it's some beautiful bitches out there I treated badly
'Cause I was lookin' for a wife, them hoes needed daddies
A street n***a but I keep it classy
And keep one hand inside of the streets like I need a taxi
All you wanted was a fast V
And spent your last on a foreign, some reason thinkin' hе done past me
But aware I wanna bе exactly
I’m too black, to take pride in somethin’ made in a European factory
Whether my n***as wearin' jeans or khakis
If I put up a million cash, each n***a in my team could match me
Behind my back she thought she could trash me
The way my dog held it down when I’m gone it's like a scene from Lassie
TRUST