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men i trust - jaybexo lyrics

[intro: jaybexo]
yuh, yuh, yuh
(we love you bexo)
ay, yuh, aye

[verse 1: jaybexo]
man this sh*t is so hard for a n*gga
b*tch i been on my grind and i’m going too crazy
you n*ggas ain’t hit i can see
so i’m kicking my feet up
i sent to that [?], boy, i’m just tryna get me these m’s
i don’t remember them days i was down on my ass
ho, i was just tryna get to the cheese
i can’t stop, got a femme to feed (bang)
now they’re tryna f*ck with the kid
n*ggas hate me ’cause they cannot beat me
in my dms begging for a feature
i can’t walk on no n*gga for free

my n*ggas hungry, my n*gga gotta eat
pop off the [?], i’m rocking a fade
i can’t f*ck with that n*gga, he a n0body
put [?] on the ground, make a song ’bout it

my n*ggas [?], no plan, they gon’ pop
i’ve been wrapping my sh*t, i’m tryna make her change
i can’t f*ck with n0body, i’m solo
do it on my own, b*tch i’m dolo
manny n*ggas [?], ’cause i ball ho
hop on the vianno it’s automatic
when i walk out the crib, b*tch i keep a toolie
n*ggas hating, i call karrahboo (?)
n*ggas faking, i cannot recoup
came from the bottom, they said that i’m ballin
but i’m still tryna get to the top
she give me top but she using no hands
she got [?]
and i spit in this [?], so they call me a preacher
came with a two, so you want to cut (cheater)
but this b*tch, she a thot, she a eater

i think a shooter came in with a scope
and i stick automatic, i aim at your bro
i’m in the stu’ ’till i make me these hits
i’m on the way to the top, i can’t [?]
calling my phone, i dont pick, now she fed up
i’m at the top of this sh*t b*tch i’m way up
these n*ggas hating lil bro, got your cake up
f*ck n*gga old, man lil bro boutta pay up

[verse 2: blackedy]
too much pride in my pocket, i’m [?]
when i step, gotta walk with a piece
she wants to f*ck, i can tell by her face
i’m walking [?]
don’t give a f*ck how they do, i don’t care ’bout no [?]
crack, and i dip like i’m barry allen, on some flash sh*t
took a lot of ls, i got [?]
got this bad shawty, tryna slide over
then she eat on sh*t, like she mad, sh*t
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas, they don’t stick with the code
i’m riding dolo, i don’t [?]
i’m getting money while i’m f*cking these hoes
i’m feeling sad, put prada on her toes
how much i run it up, timing this sh*t
i don’t really like her personality, i really just like her a lot in [?]
really do this for (?), and that’s a fact
n*ggas faking their character, quick to act
tryna touch a few ms, n*gga f*ck a plaque
shawty blow on my phone, lemme blow her back
i can never be faking, (?) by the hoe
she asks ‘do i love her’, told her i don’t know
she asks ‘do i love her’, told her i don’t know
(yeah, yeah i don’t really know)
only thing that i love is [?]
but i do love the way that you eat it like some blue chips [?]
been in my lane, n*ggas on my d*ck
if i feel like you weird, i punch you off quick
to my n*ggas i got them, but who can really help me when them times get hard though?
[outro: blackedy]
(get the f*ck behind me bro)
(n*ggas never want to help with your sh*t but i’m always helping them, i don’t get it)

- jaybexo lyrics

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