Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fredo Bang
Fredo Bang
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Maddocks
James Maddocks
Composer
Frederick Givens II
Frederick Givens II
Composer
Brandon Jamal Russell
Brandon Jamal Russell
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BJ Beatz
BJ Beatz
Producer
James Maddocks
James Maddocks
Producer
Johnny Gaitan JR
Johnny Gaitan JR
Recording Engineer
hardbody Beazy
hardbody Beazy
Mixing Engineer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
David Bone
David Bone
Assistant Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Keep it real with me and I won't ever fake it with you
Keep a steel with me 'cause everybody act like they want issues with me
I got love for you so tell my why you acting so, so different?
Maybe I should keep my distance, maybe I should go missing
Nah, it ain't me, it's you tripping
[Verse 2]
How you gon' leave yo thug?
How you gon' leave my love?
How you gon' leave me stuck?
You must wanna see me flush
When you couldn't do it, I did
Even took care of yo' kids
Every time you post, you diss
Now you got the world in our biz
Never thought you would change
Behind you I'll bust a brain
Pour a four in lemonade, it taste better with the pain
Hats off to the real, these **** switching up for bills
Watch who you give you love, you turn your back, they probably steal
[Verse 3]
I don't trust nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, no
I don't trust nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, no
I don't trust nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, no
I don't trust nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, no
[Verse 4]
I figured it out
Why I always got bad luck on me, these **** around me
They sticking me out
I give you my all, I give you my last, I see that shit ain't working out
I thought it was love but you really faking
I thought you with me but you really snaking
Thought you was real but you really faking
I'ma put all my trust in my Nina
My bitch left me, I don't need her
I got water on me like a liter
Any bitch I fuck, she turn into a skeeter
In the streets I was a creature
How to spin? I used to teach you
I can't even go to church and pray for healing 'cause I don't trust the deacon or the preacher
[Verse 5]
I don't trust nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, no
I don't trust nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, no
I don't trust nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, no
I don't trust nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, no
Written by: Brandon Jamal Russell, Frederick Givens II, James Maddocks, Malita Rice, Milan Sunil Modi
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