Trust Planet

Yeah, you know what I'm saying?
Got the whole motherfucking familia on this, you know?
You know what I'm saying?
It's the tape, nigga
Trust
My nigga Spesh is a motherfucking genius
You know what I mean?
Look, check, yo

Armani sweats, army vet, puffing that Barney, yup
Bill God, bring it to existence to an audience

Bricklayer house architect, peep the architecture
Six thousand vinyl sold, you can cop a Tesla

Radiant aura, my charm lucky, stardusky
Is that a house in your pocket? It must be
We Black mob making it happen

'Cause it's too much surveillance in
The hood to be making and trapping
BI like Tom Selleck
I pillaged the globe to find relics
The tax write-off cured the credit
Rocking golf sets, top of the pyramid, exhausted
Crossfit, alkaline water right out the faucet

Sucker, duck, and reluctant to y'all shit
When I'm in the spot, it's like, "Aw shit, there he goes"
Allah's gift
What you consider smoke, I call a small mist
Life is mental, the mind created all this