TRU$T

I see my enemies when I'm looking at my friends

They love to pull me up with a noose on my neck

And take it literal when I'm hanging by a thread

Put a knife in my back and a gun to my head

Wouldn't hesitate to shoot me dead

Or give a little push if I was right on that edge

And fabricate a story they would all pretend

They did it 'cause they had to and it's self-defense

Try to catch my breath but

Before I try to run

Knock the air out of my lungs

I look down and I look up

Where's the bottom? Where's the top?

Everybody's getting harder to trust

I hear 'em talking and I know it ain't love

Got me stressing 'bout it

I don't know who to trust

I don't know who to trust

Turn into my ex, yeah, they all got their mood flips

The going gets tough and they're scared to get wounded

Pull 'em by their bootstraps hoping the shoe fits

But when they bite the bullet, they go suddenly toothless

Backbones snap with the ease of a toothpick

When they're in a pinch, guarantee that they lose grip

Wanna leave a mark but they're scared of the bruises

Time to grow a pair, yeah, I'm talking to you, bitch

Before I try to run

Knock the air out of my lungs

I look down and I look up

Where's the bottom? Where's the top?

Everybody's getting harder to trust

I hear 'em talking and I know it ain't love

Got me stressing 'bout it

I don't know who to trust

I don't know who to trust