Trust Me

I tell God, bring it up, bring it up I tell the devil to be lit and leave it up
To me If the underground trusts me
Trust me, trust me, trust me

Lately I've been talking to the devil that's
Inside of me on the other hand, God is tryna leave a letter
To the soul that inspires me never compromised shit for anyone besides me
Maybe that's the God in me the lord in me wants to rise up like a morning
Wood I've been tryna place my roots out in Hollywood
Just like I fuckin' probably should If I got heat with the hater, I'm never asking are we good

I tell God, bring it up, bring it up
I tell the devil to be lit and leave it up to me
If the underground trusts me trust me, trust me, trust me

White Nike, sliding with the baggy jeans looking nasty, moving pretty manly
Balenciaga rocking in the closet like I'm tryna keep the rich in the pocket
State of mind, I never doubt it I've been rocking in the game four years
Unnoticed, I'm not mad at all someday I'll be the man of fall
And it's just something to think about Rockstar by looks, athlete by catalog

I tell God, bring it up, bring it up I tell the devil to be lit and leave it up
To me If the underground trusts me
Trust me, trust me, trust me