The Pogue Brothers - Who Can I Trust lyrics

Uh.....you already know Yeah yeah [Hook] The way i'm living right now it ain't a n***a to trust (Uh) so tell me who do I trust ? (Me) [Verse 1] I dont feel these n***as they all in the way I'm sending shots from my conscious letting all of em spray I can't f** wit rap n***as how they come and be fake I cut my own homies off cuz the way that they play I can't, f** wit n***as who ain't move it like me But then again who could move it like me ? Im Erick Spolstra I maneuver with heat I never miss a beat step nothin n***as ain't f**in wit me you can't tell s**as ? Im out here get it got it spend it cop it i ain't worried bout nothin n***as know how i do I slide through my team get whatever if we want it then we grab 2 like f** it thats the reason we pa** through But n***as round the way of getting turnt and sh** real My lil n***as wanna know how baggin a brick feel My old head 40 and his 40 with the sh** still Feel like Cas hit the garage and switch wheels (Uh) In my mind im like f** n***as gotta separate myself and get this money Got a feelin living with me and it's saying dont trust n***as Never fear a man ain't getting sh** from me getting sh** from me n***as tryna get me in Jersey feelin like Biggie in new york city puffin the sticky i brought my team with me Its double G and i promise to k** the game i ain't never feel you lames you n***as is such a shame They askin Caution you the best n***a (yes i am) Caution you the illest n***a (yes I am) Bring change to the game n***a (yes i can) Like Obama n***a yes i can yes i can sh** and i ain't playin wit n***as Ill tell BM k**em f** it i'm okayin him n***a You got a problem state your problem what you sayin my n***a If these rappers was in jail i'd be like Caine to you n***as forreal [Hook] [Banx$] I keep a pistol so its clear it ain't a n***a to trust I'm getting money you should see how many zips that I touch These n***as plottin keep the blickey on tuck And my 40 black bag motherf**ers now they liftin em up Stand up n***a only time i'm leanin is when im sippin the cup b**hes on standby just wishin to f** lets keep it a buck My guap stack real tall but its still a lot of benji's i ain't touch that could build on So it's f** em middle fingers to they cousin n***as hate me cuz im buzzin and you know that the boss here Pop Montclaire tags black bottles cigars here Ain't find a n***a yet on the earth that the squad fear Its big banxs know im all about my BI Can't trust a soul and i can see why n***as ain't ya homie theyll flip like a brick so they get denied Keep my circle small puttin on for my youngin Eli Two Gs motherf**er what it do now ? n***as watch Banx$ come up he the truth now I could pour a whole fo in a duece now And start dippin and leaning i'm getting loose now I started snappin and spazzin out in the booth now Me vs yall is like one n***a and two clowns That one n***a is Banx$ so yall get chewed out No sneak dissin this just how a n***a do now Mof**er i dont trust yall And if a n***a come tuff round banx$ swear to God i'll buss yall pause Uh two Gs in the building Catch a slug if you dont feel him i swear that im k**in [Hook]