trust
• Written by AdamtheJuvenile
killin chillen like a villian
park bench sitting dark drank sippin
done dieing its time to start livin
just trying to be one of those sophisticated children
but its not how im feelin
nah mean
trust no one else but me
all by myself i guess im just me
locked in a cage just trying to be freed
ballin up crawlin up just like kenith faried
cheatin is breathing but i happen to bleed
in the backseat staying elite
look at my rapping physique
lets keep this discrete
i resorted to snorting wet concrete
i guess my mind is diseased
done being hungry all i wanna do is feast
im human every other day of the week
i must be a shame cuz i dont rely on god
all i like to do is rob with my squad
rolling up like p rod
hitting spliffs quicker
feeling like i have tom brady in a swisher
trying to get 6 figures
lets see if a young man could
got that randy moss in a backwood
im that good
im still hood
dont belive me
then my past is where youll have to look
i was scared to death outta breath an shook
that white i saw it cook
cant a juvenile head for the record books
lean codiene promenthazine
in my tea
lookin like moses when he split the red sea
avoiding fields but awared tds
leader of my team
with the black on black supreme jerseys
i aint out dated
what if jesus an god where never related
what if reality was annihilated
this life got me discombobulated
shine bright im illuminated
the streets got my blood initiated
gangbanging ive never participated
but fuck ya im affiliated
overly dedicated
underly educated
but that one is my own fault
this shits a bitch i dont even know where to start
wheres my heart
i can barley feel it beat
on my feet
hit the high way to hell hell hell
all i can do now is smile smile smile
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AdamtheJuvenile
Member since June 9 2015