[Chorus]
I don't Trust these n*ggas all I hear is trappin'
I was on the endz when there was all the madness
I was with the donz when we first bought the matics
Road n*ggas doing road and cause a traffic hazard
Me and my n*ggas on the endz
Real farm n*ggas don't pretend no, no ,no
I might buy a strap and start a peb phone
Or f*ck a b*tch who said I'm in the friend zone
[Verse 1]
More money, more violence
Young g's, joy ridin'
4, 5, no license
Young g's, no guidance
Haters get ignored, my IG still on private
Fly sh*t, stone island
Fly n*ggas, co-pilots
Dead rappers, ghost writers
Pagans, go find em
Go go go gadjet n*gga I'm big Tobz you know my style and I
Came up fro halyard
Young n*ggas still bally up
Two stick when they find the drum
Like boom boom boom boom boom boom
Light bulb if I go broke
Pull the plug and then go home
Deuces to my ex tings
Real talk i got next tings
No chill no Netflix I f*ck girls that I french kiss
I play chess I don't play checkers, got your girl on my check list
Most spitters all sh*t, its not like that we can't all spit
Fraud n*ggas your n*ggas, risk my freedom for n*ggas
f*ck that, count real friends on one hand, four finger
Them man make friends Fake friends for figures
[Chorus]
I don't Trust these n*ggas all i hear is trappin'
I was on the endz when there was all the madness
I was with the donz when we first bought the matics
Road n*ggas doing road and cause a traffic hazard
Me and my n*ggas on the endz
Real farm n*ggas don't pretend no, no ,no
I might buy a strap and start a peb phone
Or f*ck a b*tch who said I'm in the friend zone
[Verse 2]
Back front inside out out [right now]
Realist n*ggas hear right now [right now, right now]
Ain't not pagans here right now, [right now]
And your girl been here for a while and you know
I'm a real farm n*ggas with a peb phone [go]
Got a YG that that'll make the zeds gone [gone]
Made R1 money on a push bike [bike]
I can turn a good night into a shoog Knight
This one for my close friends that buss my case and that's true stories
This one for my ex girl that couldn't tell a lie or tell the truth for me
This one for them rap n*ggas who said "There ain't enough room" for me
This one for trill friends ain't nothing that they won't do for me
Me and my compadre's, my spar, dawgs & my woes [go, go]
I reflect back to a car chase where I jumped out on my foes yeah
Real boss I take a loss I got a thousand cats in my phone oh
n*ggas talk tough, wanna duck bullets, you can catch one in your nose
Man can't chat to man about road
06 I would've jumped out and slapped man in mans boat
The push your bredrin overboard, and were over board and you know
If it was 09 i would've back out that black strap in my coat
Still Young Kye but all of that's now old
[Chorus]
I don't Trust these n*ggas all i hear is trappin'
I was on the endz when there was all the madness
I was with the donz when we first bought the matics
Road n*ggas doing road and cause a traffic hazard
Me and my n*ggas on the endz
Real farm n*ggas don't pretend no, no ,no
I might buy a strap and start a peb phone
Or f*ck a b*tch who said I'm in the friend zone
[Outro]
Jonny Got a phone yeah Jonny got phone
Jonny Got a phone yeah Jonny got phone
Jonny Got a phone yeah Jonny got phone
Jonny Got a phone yeah i get it for the low