Who Can I Trust

[Cormega] Yo, I write rhymes, for niggas at night time Consider your life mine Whether you pumpin 5 packs or 5 dimes My time I'm livin' it, my persona eminent Real niggas don't keep beef we finish it No retreat, no surrenderin No rockin me to sleep I keep the heat up in my premises A whole different level of rhyme several of my Competitors try comin better than mine Verbally I'm way ahead of my time, Mega Immortalized through words Son I'm livin off the time you served Stay focused, keep a eye open for straight vultures Everybody gotta go, everydays a day closer I'm soakin in my sofa, Reminiscin Tony coked up Life is fucked up, even when you blow up [Chorus: repeat 2X] Lil Wayne: Who can ya trust? Mega: Only a few and my nine will bust Lil Wayne: What do you lust? Mega: The money and the power nigga Lil Wayne: Who you respect? Mega: All my niggas that's no longer with us And all the drug king pins who showed us how ta get up [Cormega] Who's the nicest nigga spittin a trife shit Ghetto drama, Sagas for niggas with enditements, flippin white shit Screamin fuck the feds Squeezing ya heat at police till your cuffed to your hospital bed Thug general, write rhymes for criminals to listen to If you ain't real, my shit ain't even meant for you My pen stain the paper like blood My mind is like a nine and my rhyme is like a slug Before I snitch like a bitch, I'd rather die like a thug If they arraign me for bangin I throw my sign up at the judge, I'm almighty Defy me, feel the 44 beside me Red light to guide me to your vital point With my heat I anoint you a second from death My only regret, is that I emptied out my whole clip in your soul BIATCH [Chorus] [Cormega] To my thugs, its unconditional love I'm givin you I've been out the motha fuckin system too Hunger pains when I was younger made me ready 2 face Consequences of life the streets fed me Ready rock chop the pumped I bought my high top dunks And crack fiends only a baby nah, hold up The sense of shit I just made up in the rhyme this is the realness In a reflection of a sinner I spit Yo feel this, my name alone had me maintainin a phone On a come through not to mention the banger I hold Ain't nothing new why would I front for you I'm a felony offender, you showin your jealousy nigga [Chorus]