Can't Trust Nobody

What? Ugh, what? Ugh Yeah (ha ha) check it out Are you a rapper or a criminal who's tired of livin minimal These labels wanna burn you, so a lotta rappers turn to The streets, where mine don't eat, sheets, now beats No record plays, back to the old days and old ways To a hustle, back around like a belt buckle Yo it's a struggle, for a dealer who can't shuffle I throw the three up, plus I'm gon' be up Hit my man on the hip, plus a nigga gotta re-up No more bein sociable, goin on promotional Tours or in-stores, music floodin them seats indoors Back on the block breakin laws You was just up in the sky with the stars Thinkin about a Lexus, now you gettin restless Cut off from the guest list, now manifest this and test these Waters, cos your per dium's ain't feedin niggas' sons and daughters It'll make a thug harder, I'll know [Kool DJ EQ scratching] "You can't trust nobody" (x8) Yeah And fake friends with fake grins and fake skins Wonder why you're one's ain't ten's, concerned with ends It feel hectic, plus it's real hectic How many entertainers went from hit records to jail records? They thought their deal was their meal ticket (Yeah) Went from a pack of double mint, to a single chicklet I show 'n' tell, you never fall til you fell And hurt yourself, over-exert yourself You got to go and get the shovel and dig the dirt yourself Learn how to work yourself, assert yourself In this game of masturbation, you got to jerk yourself And try to spread like Ebola, it's not always the real thing Like Coca-Cola, a baby couldn't move without a push from his stroller Too many turn to drugs, they can't deal with it sober And it's a big chance that you ain't never gettin over But I don't know "You can't trust nobody" (x8)