Tumie - Trust Issues lyrics

(Intro) I think you put a bomb in my head Cause my mind blown... My mind is blown Girl, girl, girl, my mind is blown... (Verse 1) Damn Sh*t's messed up I don't even love her like I used to And Ever since we snatched, she's been attached So I had to get a new boo... Uh, too many girls and they sh*t don't stink Think every single dude try and play her I can't lie, sometimes we a**holes, that's why I really don't blame her... And the man that hate 'em Is the man that make 'em Never feared no man, gon' stand and face 'em... Positivity, less aggravation Kinda mad, I ain't graduated, but they gon' be yelling congratulations... Hopefully all the sh*t gon' work out So I'm praying for the best, but sometimes the best gimme stress, then I was to bring the worst out... So many memories going through my pops so close Mama told me daddy gone, he will not come home... Uh, won't come to change my life, lil n***a getting stomach pains From the thought that I lost my daddy, and the fact that he will never get a chance to see his son again... Vividly, I know he's still with me It's been a minute but the pain still k**s me... They say life is b*tch, loss is a veteran, d**h is a sacrifice So I live it to the fullest, and missing my emotions, I could just bring em back to life... I saw the coffin, ain't got bu*terflies It's nothing worst in this world, than to see your mother cry... (Hook) And my boys always got me I know, they've been with me since the start till I drive with the royces... I say, family over everything Never been here for fame I do it cause I love it Man, it's musics in my veins... Yeah... (Verse 2) Ain't to the pace, take my breath away Worry bout tomorrow, not yesterday... I'm still young, getting rich, yeah piss 'em off That's why they yelling up my uhm, can't get off... Sit back, and listen to Jay Write another flow, tear another page While my mom was really making a minimum wage Growing up too much, by the time I was eight... She was struggling, and didn't want me to know she was Dreams of a single mother and her only son Uh, one day he'd get that only love... And the cla** would clear up And snatch the tears up I hate fake friends, all the lies I hear But, I'm still hear in surviving gear up... Cause all the bullsh*t is experience And the money makes other who*es curious And the money makes all you folks furious Revenge is the best success, no serial Y'all gon' have to pay for my experiences And you can talk all you want, but I ain't hearing it... And don't take it the wrong way I'm stressed out, hey girl it's been a long day Why you going through my phone babe?? I thought you were grown babe... Now you know... (Hook)