Fredo Bang and NLE Choppa - Trust Issues [Remix]

(Hardbody)
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(It look like DJ Chose)

Is you ridin' or not? 'Cause I don't know what's up with you
Lot of love, gotta act insane if I'm gon' fuck with ya
You too raw you know I'm raw that's why I bust with you
Life good but a nigga still got some trust issues
If I give you the world I hope that I can split a cut with you
If I give you the world I hope that I can get in touch with you
You might probably switch your side that's a shame I grew up with you
Life perfect but I still got some trust issues

You talking reckless bitch don't lose control
I done chose the bag, you can't say I'm choosin' hoes
I done moved away she say that I'm movin' slow
Bitch been acting funny lately that ho need a movie role
Yeah, you know I'm poppin' now
You know I can't trust a soul
I can't take you out to eat
In my city got a keep a pole
Yeah, I fuck you with a hat
'Cause you know this world cold
Then I tell you pull it off
'Cause I wanna feel some, ooh
I'm scared, you'll have my baby, you might hate me
You might put me on them papers
I ain't trippin' 'cause I'm rich
Fuck it we'll deal with it later
See you fuckin' with the opps my niggas callin' you a traitor
Call me Life Guard Bang 'cause I'm still tryna save her

Is you ridin' or not? 'Cause I don't know what's up with you
Lot of love, gotta act insane if I'm gon' fuck with ya
You too raw you know I'm raw that's why I bust with you
Life good but a nigga still got some trust issues
If I give you the world I hope that I can split a cut with you
If I give you the world I hope that I can get in touch with you
You might probably switch your side that's a shame I grew up with you
Life perfect but I still got some trust issues

I ain't trustin' shit but my dick in this dirty stick
Because they haven't let me down yet
Had a headshot on that bitch but it had jammed up on me quick
I thank the Lord about that shit 'cause the outcome I would've had regret
I can live with the murder but I'm glad I didn't hurt 'em
Lil' Tay Tay came and grabbed the Glock man, I should have upped and murked 'em
You my son like Color Purple but I got you out my circle
You lucky I didn't hurt you but Lord knows that you deserved it
Gave you inch you took a mile
The game you was playing was foul so I left you out of bounds
If I give you my trust just don't let me down
My day ones they not around I've been solo, fuck a crowd

Is you ridin' or not? 'Cause I don't know what's up with you
Lot of love, gotta act insane if I'm gon' fuck with ya
You too raw you know I'm raw that's why I bust with you
Life good but a nigga still got some trust issues
If I give you the world I hope that I can split a cut with you
If I give you the world I hope that I can get in touch with you
You might probably switch your side that's a shame I grew up with you
Life perfect but I still got some trust issues

(Hardbody)
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(It look like DJ Chose)

Written by:
Fredrick II Givens, Jackie Plant, Norman Payne

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