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Digga D

Trust Issues (I'm Joking I Trust My Mum)

 

Trust Issues (I'm Joking I Trust My Mum)

(album: Made In The Pyrex - 2021)


(Cage got that cold)
Bluu, bluu, woi, woi, woi, woi
Woi, woi, woi, woi, bluu, bluu
Woo, woo, woo
Bluu, bluu, bluu, bluuwuu

I don't even trust eleven, why would I trust the ten? (Never ever, never ever)
I don't even trust myself, why would I trust a friend? (It's whatever, it's whatever)
I don't even trust a shank, when I cheffed up ****, bent
I know this hammer ain't no jammer but I still don't trust this skeng (Big Beretta, big Beretta)
I don't even trust eleven, why would I trust the ten? (Never ever, never ever)
I don't even trust myself, why would I trust a friend? (It's whatever, it's whatever)
I don't even trust a shank, when I cheffed up ****, bent
I know this hammer ain't no jammer but I still don't trust this skeng (Big Beretta, big Beretta)

Me trust gyal, you're mad (LOL)
I don't even trust my mother
Let alone trust a gyal, that's bad, fin up in pit like Brad
I don't even trust my father, and that's my dad (My poppa)
I don't even trust my brother, it's sound of sad (Wow)
I ain't even got no sis, if I did, wouldn't trust that bitch (Nope)
This generation fucked, you know what gyal do nowadays for the dick? (No shame)
It make gyal take fool, "Hey Digga, just cool"
"Ayy, nah, but Reubs" that's how I made **** hold this tool (Haha)
You got him on Snap and him on Snap, don't get me in that Snap (Yeah, yeah)
Matter of fact, give me that phone, you ain't getting it back (Yo, gimme that)
Come like you wan' see man use this wap
If youts roll up and I turn them pack (Baow)
You gon' stand up in court and snitch and ain't nobody got time for that

I don't even trust eleven, why would I trust the ten? (Never ever, never ever)
I don't even trust myself, why would I trust a friend? (It's whatever, it's whatever)
I don't even trust a shank, when I cheffed up ****, bent
I know this hammer ain't no jammer but I still don't trust this skeng (Big Beretta, big Beretta)
I don't even trust eleven, why would I trust the ten? (Never ever, never ever)
I don't even trust myself, why would I trust a friend? (It's whatever, it's whatever)
I don't even trust a shank, when I cheffed up ****, bent
I know this hammer ain't no jammer but I still don't trust this skeng (Big Beretta, big Beretta)

Start seeing music money (Yeah)
And man start moving funny (Yeah)
If he starts moving bunny
I beg someone move him from me
If I shoot that yout then boot, everyone gon' call me the bad guy (Big man ting)
I got PTSD from when I got chinged, yo, look at my bad eye (Pree it)
Yuh nuh see how it lazy? (Wow)
We mek him slide and three weeks later, the man come back and him snake me (Pussy dem)
Darg, you eva hear 'bout a ting named karma? (Yeah)
Di man put a man pon me? Digga D? (Wow)
Yo Reubs, the man shoulda been way smarter
'Cause he got **** back worse, way worse, walking duppy (Ching, ching)
Forty-three ****, it weren't child's play when bro got chucky (It weren't)
I don't trust you lot but when this tune drops, trust me (Trust me)
You'd probably get touched again by then cah we keep up fuckery

I don't even trust eleven, why would I trust the ten? (Never ever, never ever)
I don't even trust myself, why would I trust a friend? (It's whatever, it's whatever)
I don't even trust a shank, when I cheffed up ****, bent
I know this hammer ain't no jammer but I still don't trust this skeng (Big Beretta, big Beretta)
I don't even trust eleven, why would I trust the ten? (Never ever, never ever)
I don't even trust myself, why would I trust a friend? (It's whatever, it's whatever)
I don't even trust a shank, when I cheffed up ****, bent
I know this hammer ain't no jammer but I still don't trust this skeng (Big Beretta, big Beretta)

Listen mi inna darg
Wen ya back ah yard
If ya go pon dem roads
Make sure ya bring ya knife, ya know
'Cah sometimes them gun ah stick an' jam
If ya swing ya knife and it bend now
Run 'way inna darg
If it's still not bended, well, then ride back
You cyan' trust anyone again, ya know, mi deuce
Saw sitting there, so go over and "Grr"
Likkle word of advice from Dappz
Don't trust nobody

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