💔Trust [Prod Scorpio]💔

#HtTrust▫️Album: #ChopCityEP💿 ❌#HOODTHREAT❌Mixed & #CoversBySaint❌ #WhatHappened #Trust #SadLoveFade #WhatHappenedToTrust #TRU$T #Scorio #RealMusic #FuckTrust #SJTrust #Hoodthreat #TopTier #CoversBySaint #Saintjames502 #Bmvideo #BMBEST #FeatureIt #BMHeat #BMAllStar #BMGrind #HipHop #Rap #BattleMe #Hot #BMFeature #Heat #New #Fire #BMGold #Bars #Music #FeaturedMaterial #RapFame #RapFameGrind #Heat #2k20 #2020 #Banger #Trap #Fire #New #InBarsWeTrust #BarsOverBs #Grind #HT #POTW #Ambassodor #RapGod #RapFameBest #Fire #underground #BMHeat #BMFeature #TopShelf #Barz #Goat //Mixed @Saintjames502 //ArtWork #Coversbysaint //Prod Scorpio //Hook @Saintjames502 What happened us, bae, what happened to trust, ay/   What happened to everything that we talked about but was never done/   What happened to us, babe its sad watching love fade/    Run out cuz of stupid shit, now you glued to him and I'm stuck ay/ //1st Verse @Saintjames502   Duck tape, trying hold it down, but bolt stripped like a rust chain/   I lust pain, i feel im just blowing air like some dust spray/   Say its just game, but how does one play foul the whole game/   In the dug out, feeling restrained, bout to bust out just rush base/   Start stealing runs, i feel like the villian out wielding guns/    if i steal from thugs that pillage stuff from my village once with out spilling blood how i end up shunned/   What the fuck is that, the tires lows trying to run on flats/ The fire stoked, an we pour on gas/ Im tired tho, i just want a nap/   Naw fuck that shit, take this L ol dumb ass bitch/ Keep the stories i dont want that shit/ Cuz Fairytales dont end up this/   Bitch suck my dick, clear to see you only loved my shit/    Got board off kicking no front side flip, need a little break, fun sizs twix/ //Hook @Saintjames502 What happened us, bae, what happened to trust, ay/   What happened to everything that we talked about but was never done/   What happened to us, babe its sad watching love fade/    Run out cuz of stupid shit, now you glued to him and I'm stuck ay/ //2nd Verse @Saintjames502   Im stuck ay, it was great then one day its fuck saint/   Hey what wait, take what plane, the love train must run late/   No cut cake, or run way, noone raise the doves cage it cuts straight to duct tape and rugs draped in blood stains/   Those memories dead, gone no energy left, ripping them out i litterly bled/   Smell the taste of tears on miseries breath/ There bitterly fresh, like swisher guts/   An roll good like ricta hubs/ A slow push, like chicks to jump   Dont look just slip the rung/ Its almost done, here the bravos come/   Ashes to ash dust to dust, were just fresh dirt like a compost dump/ False hope crushed never wanna ball so much/   Led up then I'm all told jump, never will the ball grow up/   Pathetic how I'm wrong an still I'm feeling not so tough/