Trust Ya

[Intro]
You living lavish, nigga?

[Hook]
Working hard to get my bucks up
I love ya but it's hard to trust ya
Working hard to get my bucks up
And I love ya but it's hard to trust ya

[Verse]
I feel like I found my soul a long time ago
Thinking about Frosty, that shit hit home
Just one more time can you pick up the phone?
And let's talk about other shit we don't condone
These niggas be fake, man they making me [?]
And I'm blessed to be making it back from this vlogging
Jehovah witness, man this m
You gotta keep eyes on the niggas
Jealousy, this shit to the right and the left of me
Nigga alive but he really be dead to me
All I need is weed under the Christmas tree
Basketball, man, I call my pistol P
Man, [?]
I keep it cool but really I'm from the streets
I keep it cool, please do not fuck with me
And I still got a long way to go
And I wanted to give up ago
Still chasing my dreams and my goals
RIP Takeoff, that shit hit my soul
From my last name, bitch I'm a Jones
Grinding hard [?] I feel alone
[?] bitch I've been in my zone
How can you understand what's unknown?
How can you understand what's not told?
How can you understand who to trust?
Me and my guys, you not fucking with us
He living a lie, he living it up
(He living it up, yeah)
Fighting these demons gone head and go pass me the cup
(Pass me the cup, yeah)
And one thing about me, no, I'mma go run that shit up
(Run that shit up, yeah)

[Hook]
Working hard to get my bucks up
And I love ya but it's hard to trust ya
And I'm working hard to get my bucks up
And I love ya but it's hard to trust ya
Working hard to get my bucks up
And I love ya but it's hard to trust ya
And I'm working hard to get my bucks up
I love ya but it's hard to trust ya