Verse One:
Now, this ain't no diss (nah)
Just on some real shit (yea)
Who can you trust when niggas get acting like this
(They) Talk behind yo back
(Niggas) Rearrange the facts
Had to cut loose ends, niggas don't know how to act
A nigga all about his biz
All about his kids
And niggas mad at me? Ain't that a bitch
You can have them streets
You can have these beats
As long as I got my word you ain't gotta hear shit from me
And that goes to him, her and them
If the shoe fit then wear it, enemy to kin
Associates to bitches to them niggas they call friends
Between love and hate there is a line and it is thin
Niggas'll let you slip
Without a pot to piss
Soon as they need help
They got they hands in yo shit
Can't fuck with these niggas that seem know it all
Cause in the end be them niggas you don't know at all
Hook:
Who can you trust in a world so cold
Who can you trust when yo friends become foes
Who can you trust, man I just don't know
Guess all of this shit, is j-j-just for show
But I don't give a fuck now (Give a fuck now)
See I don't give a fuck now (Give a fuck now)
Niggas fall apart when they face adVerSity
So from here.. on out.. nigga.. I'ma.. do..me
Verse Two:
Niggas quick to burn a bridge, side with niggas who ain't loyal
To the victor goes the spoils, this story, no moral
Ain't no battle, no war but a nigga still a veteran,
You niggas run with yes men, but they ain't got yo best in-terest
It's like this
Niggas fall out over a bitch
Fam cut ties over loot
Lames get loud, thinking its cute
A wise man once said, and I hope yall relate
The wise only speak when they got something to say
Ignorant mafuckas always seem to run they mouth
Always ready to pull out, ain't what this bout
Niggas worried bout street cred
But that shit is dead
They make money off jail time, might as well just work for the Feds
Probably went over ya head, niggas never get it anyway
It's just like the lotto, they win when you play
Can't fuck with no niggas that seem to know it all
Cause in the end be the niggas you don't know at all
Hook:
Who can you trust in a world so cold
Who can you trust when yo friends become foes
Who can you trust, man I just don't know
Guess all of this shit, is j-j-just for show
But I don't give a fuck now (Give a fuck now)
See I don't give a fuck now (Give a fuck now)
Niggas fall apart when they face adVerSity
So from here.. on out.. nigga.. I'ma.. do..me
Verse Three:
adVerSity, from the P.Az
That's Phoenix, Arizona, on the southside of the street
A nigga never di-did bang
N-never sold cocaine
To busy on this music, trying to repave my lane
There was a fork upon my road
Slang crack and pimp these hoes
Felt a lil better then that,
No offense, I suppose
Gotta.. think on my toes
Play the hand I choose
Momma taught me better then that,
In fact, let's run it back,
Niggas still stuck in High School
Give a fuck bout my cool
Move to my own bop, you can't mop the streets I walk
This shit Hip-Hop, all about competition
But everywhere I look, seems like the comp is missing
That's why I fell back, niggas caught up in the fame
Quick to sell they soul, all you need is some change
This rap shit is easy, staying true is hard
Why worry about comments, nigga I'ma star..
Hook:
Who can you trust in a world so cold
Who can you trust when yo friends become foes
Who can you trust, man I just don't know
Guess all of this shit, is j-j-just for show
But I don't give a fuck now (Give a fuck now)
See I don't give a fuck now (Give a fuck now)
Niggas fall apart when they face adVerSity
So from here.. on out.. nigga.. I'ma.. do..me
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