Don't Trust Nobody

[Intro] Chyeah Mustard on the beat ho! [Hook: Reem Riches] I don’t trust nobody but myself I don’t fuck with nobody but myself I don’t trust nobody but myself I don’t fuck with nobody but myself I don’t trust nobody but myself I don’t trust nobody but myself I don’t trust nobody but myself I don’t trust nobody but myself, nigga [Verse 1: Reem Riches] I don’t trust nobody but myself I hope you niggas get signed and get shelved Fuck you, fuck your family, go to hell Free all my real niggas out the cell Talk shit, I’m at yo door like man ATM, fuck you, that’s how I feel They say my mouth might get me killed I’m still alive though, I say what I feel I’m in the field with some killas and some drug dealers Like a valet to don, I’m just a thug nigga I popped a pill, bitch nigga might trip out Try the 9 millie and ya boy you break back These snitches pinch me, taught me how you back Smile in yo face, this the life of the rap game All homies turn on you and they actin lame All homies turn on you and they act lame That’s a damn shame Make me wanna knock nigga south like Sugga Shane Mosby, you niggas phony So called homies, that’s why I ride lonely [Hook] [Verse 2: RJ] I don’t trust nobody but myself Young rookie had a team But my stripes on rep Keep my swerve up small like Those niggas tight sketch But they know that that’s above Ain’t my fault she tryna snip So I turn in a full scale Ignorin her texts, never dial back Forward, ‘Cause I be on to the next Now you see me, now you don’t so slide behind the tent You the type of nigga that be sayin trust me, talkin lips Got a clique full of soldiers with me when the war stands One of my young niggas locked down for hoppin that fence Funny how we all going down the same nigga That snitch look He wanna say names but I ain’t even gonna mention That’s why I press nobody but myself, bitch We can go to dinner, I ain’t payin, no I’m selfish Never trust a bitch with some chips and get now tips These niggas tricky like they lose on the heel flip We getting money, all get in No but some trail mix Worried bout if I’m a G now not a mail man She fucked her when she started expressin her friend And asked me if I felt the same way I hit er with that kill switch, damn [Hook] [Verse 3: Killa Kam] I don’t trust nobody but the clique now I made my girl count the money with her tits out Last week for some reason had a miscount Now before she leave the crib get fresh now I’m blowin up hella fast in this city Startin to see the benefits of rap and a kidney Usually hot style actions is handsy I ain’t got time for niggas’ raps, getting naked I trust nobody, don’t trust me Just workin for the mills like a trustee All these labels throwing deals put it’s pushing I put my fam behind the wheel like I’m gonna pee And if the pussy stink I don’t trust it The beat and the bang if it ain’t Mustard She know my street name, now my gove man I’m still keeping secrets from girls that I’m in love with I don’t trust bitches I just fuck bitches with no love interest All fuckin J, man these niggas talkin shit, ain’t far from a fake [Hook]