Never Trust - Styles P, Chris Rivers

Let Me Out

Dawg… Let Me Out

Black what up?

Let’s Go Fools

Whatever rapper think he the best he the copy

Need to see me, I run the city you need a block

Whoever your shooter is

Should know who the shakers and movers is

Know where the dealers and jewellers is

Hand on the gat, that’s such a medula kid

The good, the bad, the ugly

When Vince made buggy eyes

Homicides occur whenever the money rise

You don’t want your brains on the sunny side

Eggs sinking, legs crushed

I ain’t never rapped, never said much (never said shit)

Niggas fed up in the fed clutch

Niggas on the run in the dress or they dread up

I know the pain well cause I come from it (I knew the pain)

A nigga catch a body then he run from it

Loading up the clip you hollow tip for dumb dummy

That’s if you out there like that

You never let a nigga say «I'll be right back»

Shooters, Hustlers, Private customers

You ain’t bout that life then don’t fuck with us

You about that mob then get in touch with us

But we ain’t God so don’t trust in us

The only thing I fucking trust is just my word and my nuts

Maybe my words, my nuts be on they shit when they bust

That’s all I got though

Trust no man, woman or gato

Pussy got the power to turn the nigga to fossils

All you dimes out fucking these whores getting sores

Getting divorced cause shorty came to your door

Poor decision, forced admission, lost with your flawless wisdom

You ain’t listen, causes a four collission

That’s the truth nigga

Bet your crew would be aloof

Quicker than mute

If other dudes would pull triggers

And that’s sad, high fives and a back stab

When you need a nigga he gone like a bad dad

Fuck custody, trust is just a false luxury

Sleep with one eye open long enough you do it comfortably

It’s all about developing habits

Watch you watch your own back before you fall in the casket

I’m an animal but I’m civilised

I’m sophisticated but niggarised

It’s the fly shit that I visualise

That make a nigga ride, till a nigga die

So it’s all for the green

Or the dream in the nightmare or the nightmare in the dream

I don’t go to sleep so ya’ll don’t know what I mean

You can look where I’m looking but ya’ll don’t know what I’ve seen