lirik lagu trust yourself freestyle – bill wailey
[verse]
n*ggas got sum’ to talk ’bout all the time
man, y’all ain’t gettin’ a piece of my dime
so i cut n*ggas loose, ’cause we ain’t straight
said i ain’t gon’ fail no f*ckin’ test number eight
got beat up real bad by a couple of thugs
man, i wonder why maybe people don’t want hugs
but it’s fine thou, i like to jus’ f*ckin’ move on
lemme get on the dance floor and get my groove on
i jus’ kept singin’ for these b*tches, they want me
they wanna make a lotta noise for a n*gga like me
now i’m gon’ be chillin’ wit’ this b*tch and she hot
said that if she love me, she should f*ck me like a thot
but maybe will bailey talks sh*t from time to time
maybe the young n*gga is jus’ enjoyin’ his prime
i need a hot b*tch with a fat ass and a pretty face
nice tits, great personality and she wins every race
in athletics, yeah i know, i want my b*tch to be fit
man, i jus’ love to express to people that i got grit
nike or adidas, f*ck it, young n*gga going for kappa
i f*cked my first b*tch and i did it with no rubber
hit it raw and i hit it good, would feel like takin’ rounds
but h*ll naw n*gga, i ain’t tryna gain no f*ckin’ pounds
b*tches like to eat simba chips seductively as f*ck
you would swear that they wanna trap n*ggas and suck
a d*ck, until a n*gga gon’ be f*ckin’ cumming and sh*t
maybe they jus’ need to turn it down, jus’ a lil’ bit
ey, i’m just really the greatest best friend ever
that fact gon’ remain a fact like forever
’cause i always get my n*ggas outta trouble
and i never snitch on my n*ggas to get ’em to trouble
trust me, we’ll never have to report to a teacher
jus’ like i prolly won’t even get a f*ckin’ feature
but this rap sh*t fantasic, wanna set up a studio
better turn the music up dawg, i’m ’bout to go
jus’ kiddin’, we’ll just keep rappin’ to this beat
winter is here, now a young n*gga not feelin’ the heat
it’s cold as f*ck outside, now i can’t even swim
want a pool party so that i could f*ck a lil’ twin
philosophical as f*ck now, might even read a book
maybe a cookin’ book so that i can learn to cook
yeah, i eat a lot, but i don’t gain weight, i’m smart
so smart that i could even score a bullseye wit’ a dart
at the first attempt, i ain’t cappin’ n*gga, i’m serious
you b*tch ass n*gga hatin’ on me is jus’ oblivious
maybe i might get my windows tinted on my car
i rap so efficiently and accurately by jus’ one bar
b*tch snitchin’ on the gang, dumb b*tch disloyal
compared to me, i’m loyal and i’m also royal
i get treated like a king everytime i freestyle
this sh*t needs to be acustomed to, it’s my lifestyle
i smoke so loud, you can hear me across the street
nah, i don’t smoke with b*tches who lay on my sheet
got a plug to roll a joint, ’till i learned how to do it
it takes real sk!ll to roll a joint and makin’ a hit
that’s why i never f*ck up on my tracks no more
i was rappin’ too deep that my vocals got sore
so now b*tch n*ggas wanna know if i trust ’em
nah homies, i don’t trust y’all, the next eminem
i learned one thing in my life, gotta trust yourself
ey, that’s also the meaning of my real name, shelf
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