Bryson Tiller - Trust Issues lyrics
Oh yea, oh yea Don't call with that b**hin' don't Cause I might just say this I don’t care about no woman baby I don’t mean no harm Have been told that men are dogs and so I try not to be one I don't really give a f** about no b**h and what she wants Girl excuse my rude behavior, no time for you You're playin’ with the wrong one, nuh You got the wrong one, nuh Check that inbox on your phone hun Leave me alone hun I don't want ya And I don't give a f** whatcha' momma thinks I’m a young n***a tryna do my thing All you haters hop off my sh** Money to be got, but imma get that sh** Cos I don't want ya, nah - yea f** this I’m gone hun, nuh Oh yea, oh yea You know what I like Oh yea, oh yea Oh yea, oh yea Oh yea, oh yea You're in no position, don't need your permission To go do what I want even if I don't trust these b**hes I don't, I don't trust these b**hes, there is no commitment So I do what I want even if I go f** these b**hes They might, they might catch some feelings Ask me if i give it Girl I just begun and I don't mix pleasure with business I don't, I don't love these b**hes cos all these hoes be trippin’ I don't need to get away Oh Whoa, trust issues Oh Whoa, trust issues Oh Whoa, trust issues Oh Whoa, trust issues Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah Yea, Uh Tiller man hear me out Every song another b**h get singled out Won't say no names, but I really should She didn't never hesitate to put her business out Lame n***as they be acting like they your friends But I know they only want get under your clothes Tell me why the f** you ever let this n***a in When you knew that he was only f**ing woman over Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell You don't even wear your white wings no more Tell mah n***as I don't like weed no more But f** it imma blow till I don't see no more You can look at me and tell that I just ain't myself And if I let all y'all change me then I hate myself I'm real Tell them girls grin, they ain't gotta worry bout a thang all my people getting in I'm ok with it that's mah accent the crew but if she steppin with a dude imma be angry with him when I see him I Here's the sh** that drives me crazy, oh When it comes to love I'm kinda lazy Why I never put the time in I don't never feel the need to put the pressure on them Ignore all my haters cos they love it when I mind them They do, they do Lets get wasted Call up mah n***as, let's all get faded I mean like, I'm just saying like, I just can't trust a hoe man, like for real like These b**hes they be tryna talk to me man On that Facebook and sh** they got "I'm in love with my hubby" But you still tryna talk to me doe Psshh, damn shame, what the f** man, you b**hes crazy Do anything for a lil bit of fame Just to get a lil bit of hype on your name What the f** man you hoes is crazy, I swear you hoes are crazy I don't know what to do man you hoes are crazy I don't know what the f** to do man I'm lazy, I'm f**ing lazy When it comes to love man, you, you, you, you All ya'll b**hes f** with a n***a though