Urhighness - Trust Nobody (Remix)

Rambo
I'm urhighness
Remix

Put it all on the line, put it all on the line
Fuck with me nah don't call me crying
Can't trust nobody, ain't worth my time
It's a war on these streets, Mann these people outchea dying
I'm ducking the Reaper, Jeepers creeper The head of a beast, the heart of a lion
Pistol play , Florida Raised , yeah, these Jits be wildin
Yeah, I stand on my own, yeah, I stand on the island
Louis down, 10K drip, find me a stylist
Gotta make something shake, man, these bills be pilin'
Gotta make something shake, call it Meg the stallion

Hit the interstate, made me bout 10,000
Back in the day, all we knew was public housing
Sell it by the pound, I ain't fucking with
no grams
Seven painted up, 26's with the wham,
Bad bitch with me Yeah, you know she got the yams
Took some pictures Posted on the gram, what you see is what you get
I am who I am, catch me on the block Yeah, I'm hanging with the fam
Pull up looking stupid, get you caught up in the jam
Major Payne, drill time

Put it all on the line, put it all on the line Fuck with me nah don't call me crying
Can't trust nobody, ain't worth my time
It's a war on these streets, man these people outchea dying
I'm ducking the Reaper, Jeepers creeper
The head of a beast, the heart of a lion
Pistol play , Florida raised, yeah, these tits Be wildin' Yeah, I stand on my own, yeah, I Stand on the island

Guess what I woke up and did
Bitch, I chose violence
We be vibin', we be wildin
You be hiding
If you come and try it
But if we find him, we incite a riot
What you selling, I ain't buying, bitch, I'm Midas
I'm Urhighness , the blood diamond
Who is you
No, who am I
With this little eye, I spy it
Silencer shhhhhh
Now everything quiet
Lil' nigga with that big chop That's David And Goliath
We gon' bang on him, put the flame on him Storm his block then rain on him
See my gang, I can't change on him
I hear rumors, spread the word and put a Name on him
I just control a bitch and play the game on Em
I'll have a nigga in his casket lookin' like
dark mode
I don't give a fuck, we gon' ride till the
Park close
Hard nose, we don't cuff hoes, we just pass
Those
Them birds don't fly like it's winter cause
it's bad dope
I let the stock hurt you, old clip block
Buster
You in the field, I spray it up like a crop Duster
Heat seeker, thermal, catch you at night
I'm nocturnal I don't do too much talkin', this Beef nonverbal
I'm UrHighness

I collect

Written by:
Roy Shivers, Terrell Ivey

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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