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[Chorus]
I ain't got no limit, floating off these drugs
Keep myself protected 'cause I know these niggas dumb
These niggas [?] scrubs, try me you just fucked up
In this cold ass world who can you trust
Who can you trust? Who can you trust?
Who can you trust? Who can you trust?
[Verse]
And my brain fucked up, no cap
Gave me all your love and get no love back
Got my own problems that I'm dealin' with
But I'm still gon' stack that money to the ceiling bitch
Double C like Chanel, rockstar paint my nails
If a nigga go back to jail, you gon' be there when I bail
Young nigga make bail, free the whole gang, free the whole crew
Bitch, you ain't worried 'bout me, I ain't worried 'bout you
[?]
Hit a lil' nigga with a choppa, he dead
One shot to the head, fa-fa, he dead
We ain't got time to be shootin' no legs
Got a [?] so I be on edge
Remember last year I ain't have no bed
On house arrest so I take these meds
Tryna put my mom in a brand new coupe
I ain't got no limit, floating off these drugs
Keep myself protected 'cause I know these niggas dumb
These niggas [?] scrubs, try me you just fucked up
In this cold ass world who can you trust
Who can you trust? Who can you trust?
Who can you trust? Who can you trust?
[Verse]
And my brain fucked up, no cap
Gave me all your love and get no love back
Got my own problems that I'm dealin' with
But I'm still gon' stack that money to the ceiling bitch
Double C like Chanel, rockstar paint my nails
If a nigga go back to jail, you gon' be there when I bail
Young nigga make bail, free the whole gang, free the whole crew
Bitch, you ain't worried 'bout me, I ain't worried 'bout you
[?]
Hit a lil' nigga with a choppa, he dead
One shot to the head, fa-fa, he dead
We ain't got time to be shootin' no legs
Got a [?] so I be on edge
Remember last year I ain't have no bed
On house arrest so I take these meds
Tryna put my mom in a brand new coupe
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