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Kevin Gates

Genres: Hip-Hop

Trust You Lyrics - Kevin Gates

These women ain't shit but hoes with tricks 

Baby girl, you different 

When you're not around, it feels like something's missing 

And I know you keep it real 

 

Never tell no lie 

No, you heard what they say 

True love all divine 

I just might trust you with my drugs 

Trust you with my money 

I just might trust you with my drugs 

Might trust you with my money 

Girl, I'll trust you with my drugs 

Might trust you with my money 

Might just trust you with my drugs 

Might trust you with my money, girl 

Started out as just a fuck mission 

Who'd have thought I'd have fucked with ya 

Dope boy, they got trust issues 

 

Never imagined being stuck with you 

 

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Years later, we in the villa suites 

Top back, we on vanilla seats 

Reminiscing about my episodes 

With the extra hoes, but you didn't cheat 

Cold nights when you couldn't sleep 

Celine bags with the giving treat 

C-class helped you see past 

All them other hoes, and that they niggas weak 

Whoo!, I'm good money, got you talking in dollar signs 

It's all good that you the top bitch 

But she just wanna know the bottom line 

I don't blame her, I don't change her 

I just sit back and give her options 

Phillip Lim, Dereck Lim, every baller gotta know she sponsored 

Whoo, you earned that, now where the fuck did you learn that 

We turned up, we turned out 

We too far gone to ever turn back 

These women ain't shit but hoes with tricks 

Baby girl, you different 

When you're not around, it feels like something's missing 

And I know you keep it real 

Never tell no lie 

 

Know you heard what they say 

True love is hard to find 

 

I just might trust you with my drugs 

Trust you with my money 

Just might trust you with my drugs 

Might trust you with my money 

Girl, I'll trust you with my drugs 

Might trust you with my money 

Might just trust you with my drugs 

Might trust you with my money, girl 

Locked phones, passes tense 

Passcodes we pass this 

Pass time, presidential, Rolex is both sexes 

Blue bezel, we both flexin, big diamonds, we both flexin 

Pitch though, touchdown 

Both sports I'm o jackson 

Your bitch fronting that's you 

My bitch stunting that's me 

I break it down and break her off 

I'm breaking bread and that's key 

We everything that they talk about 

No them haters be watching 

Them bitches lerking they page locked 

 

And they still know when you shopping 

They still know that I'm balling 

You still know that I'm all in 

 

Your ex nigga, your next nigga gon hate the fact that I'm spoiling 

Whoo, but you earned that 

Now where the fuck did you learn that 

We turned up, we turned out 

We too far gone to ever turn back 

These women ain't shit but hoes with tricks 

Baby girl, you different 

When you're not around, it feels like something's missing 

And I know you keep it real 

Never tell no lie 

Know you heard what they say 

True love is hard to find 

I just might trust you with my drugs 

Trust you with my money 

Just might trust you with my drugs 

Might trust you with my money 

Girl, I'll trust you with my drugs 

Might trust you with my money 

Might just trust you with my drugs 

Might trust you with my money, girl 

Girl I mixed on molly, I just sneaked some time in it 

Requirement is you just gotta make sure you and me on mine 

Standing there standing with your bowlegged stance 

Trust me or nothing you could hold in your hand 

Hustle in the hood, strong with the bands 

I be doing something more than a ho I can smash 

I feel something bad like a bone in the bag 

Pole in my pants grab attention 

When you stepping out the shower and your ass is wiggling 

Glance at the ceiling, now your glass is empty 

Thinking back what's really 

I done grabbed a vixen that's supposed to be up 

In a rapper video, that's a really blow 

That spaghetti sauce 

See you when you not around 

We text each other when out of town 

We remain the same no matter up or down 

These other women stay pretending 

Money up and they help to spend it 

But will fuck my niggas in a very minute 

I was down and out and had to go to prison 

Got play our road it's nothing and again I say I love em 

My name is my name 

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