Trust issues Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am]Yeah, Rico
Kenny

[Verse 2]
They keep tryin' [Am]hard to get at me
but I don't think it's stickin'
They only wanna beef with me
because they see me winnin'
It's diamonds in my ear,
so it's hard for me to listen
Bitch I'm worth a check,
I bet you want for me to hit you
We ain't that close,
I bet you wanted me to kiss you
Outfit sick,
I should be walkin' with a tissue
Bitch, I'm a dog,
but I just broke up out the kennel
Car paid full cash and you
ridin' in a rental
Diamonds in my dental,
crazy in my mental
Stab you with a pencil if
[E]you don't get the memo
[Am]This shit too simple, smokin' on endo
Racks in my pocket,
so it made me limp slow

[Verse 3]
I just got [Am]to the party so
I'm gonna sip mo'
Pockets fat, so you know they won't fold
She just pooped a bean,
I ain't talkin' 'bout a pinto
If you lookin' for me,
I be everywhere you can't go

[Verse 4]
I'm with the shit, [Am]good or bad,
either way it go
If you got a problem with me,
can you let me know?
I- I- I- I got a lotta issues,
I try not to let 'em show
I got trust issues,
don't nobody get too close

[Verse 5]
I got dough [Am]like a roll
Choppa make 'em hit dem folks
I- I- I- I got a Cali plug,
he pull up on me in some loafs
Walkin' through the airport
and I got a Fendi tote
Ridin' with my bitches and
we stay with plenty poles

[Verse 6]
Shit, [Am]adiós , I need my money vámonos
I like cheese, no nachos
They like, "where you get those?"
I touch mo' money than a bitch
who work at Wells Fargo
I got people turnin' heads
everywhere that I go
Kenny on the beat,
so you know the beat fire
Talkin' too much,
my niggas pull up with that fire
Five grams to the face, bitch,
that's a high five
You work a nine to five,
I make nine bands five times
Guns like we in the army,
hope you roger that
You tryna get a follow back but
I be where the dollars at
I make mo' money than my old
teachers and I'm proud of that
You thought you was teachin' me, well,
bitch, I shoulda bought yo ass

[Verse 7]
I hope [Am]that they ready for it,
life come at you fast
What ever you say outcho mouth
you gotta stay true to that
I hopped in a foreign,
I might just do the dash
Rich bitch in the passenger,
I hope I don't [Am]fuckin' crash

[Verse 8]
I'm with the shit, good or bad,
either way it go
If you got a problem wit me,
can you let me know?
I- I- I- I got a lotta issues,
I try not to let 'em show
I got trust issues,
don't nobody get too close
I got [Am]dough

[Verse 9]
like a roll
Choppa make 'em hit dem folks
I- I- I- I got a Cali plug,
he pull up on me in some loafs
Walkin' through the airport
and I got a Fendi tote
Ridin' with my bitches and we stay
with plenty [Am]poles

[Outro 1]
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