Hunxho – Trust Me Lyrics

Trust Me

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"Trust Me." - Hunxho

Monday, 19 October 2026, 04:33 am

Album: Not One Of Them

Track No: 08

I done came the biggest out the litter from the runt
They say money bring you problems, I couldn't rap for like six months
Now I found this rap shit, I was in the field, Kareem Hunt
I been droppin' hits and back then, I go back like King Tut
I been spendin' every month, how dare you act like we ain't nothin?
Remember I couldn't even use the phone, at Rice Street twenty-three and one
Remember I couldn't even make it home, no lawyer, tryna catch a bond
Remember shootouts, knowin' gotta make it back home to my son, and my son go Louis Vuitton
I can put on Ricks like every day of the week, I was a bum
I remember them folks kept tryna put me last, now I'm the one
I kept skippin' school to kick in doors, how every year I flunked
'Member we couldn't even pay the bills, now our shit paid up by the months
I don't even smoke, how I put opps all in my blunt, them **** skunk
Real rich ****, I can pop out now, do what I want
Ain't have nothin', I got rich as fuck, that shit there fucked me up
You ain't got nothin' (Uh), you can be rich as fuck, young ****, come fuck with us
I go black truck, I done got rich as fuck, BP like Donald Trump
I told my bitch, "Stop trippin', I'm right here with you, I can be wherever I want"
And I advise you not to fuck with me, yeah, I rap, but I'm a nut
I advise you not to fuck with me, yeah, I'll wrap a rapper up
Trust me, we done came from nothin', we made it, trust me
Tryna get back, just think 'bout all the memories
Just wanna go back to how it used to be, girl
Yeah, I make this shit look easy
Was always chosen, that's my reason
I was broke, yeah, that's my reason
Different money, that's my reason
I come from nothin', they wouldn't believe they bought my music out my region
I was out there robbin', I wish I knowed that rap was all we needed
I lost my **** Dre before we got here, I wish he could've seen it
Hopped up on a RICO charge, couldn't beat my charge, them **** freed me
I know them boys ain't did the shit I did, these **** make believin'
I robbed for a dub, then bought a button for all my **** glizzies, why?
'Cause it's war that gotta come after that, red-eye, we went back to back
We got spots on top of spots, gon' shut down where you trappin' at
This shit rollin', we got what you need, just put your order in
I never been for self, this for the team, I'm like the quarterback
I am the quarterback, I see these **** do what we do, know we started that
Ain't tryna be a part of that
Them boys say that they want war, shit, where the party at?
And I still gotta stretch the block, shit, I'm the heart of that
Trust me, we done came from nothin', we made it, trust me
Tryna get back, just think 'bout all the memories
Just wanna go back to how it used to be, girl
Yeah, I ain't trippin' 'bout no bitch, shit, we fuck all them
All my kids 'nem gon' be rich, LaMelo Ball 'nem, talkin' 'bout Spalding
I turn dirt to gold, young ****, I can't even drink water out my faucet
I can't even fuck with all these hoes, I know these hoes just want my profits
I know that these hoes just be up for the money
I put the .30 on there with a button, I'm probably the hardest out from where I'm from
Know that the young **** came from nothin', I'm out in Italy now, in Milan
I can't let it get to my head, I been postin' the kids, so I really gotta put this shit up
I really had blew a million in a month, I really got blue wrapped on the truck
These young **** cutthroat, ****, what?
You think she a bad bitch, she ain't nothin'
She really want two thousand for a fuck
I had went red wrap for the Bloods
Who would've ever thought I'd get a bond?
I paid the lawyer to holler at the judge
You ain't my bitch, I don't give chances, lil' **** play, you get put in the mud
The young **** come through there for the free, if they put somethin' up, I'll give 'em a dub
I done made all this money, I don't know what to do with this shit, I'll probably get me a club
I done made all this money, a couple more million every time that I catch me a buzz
I don't trust nothin', gun in my pants every time that a fan try to give me a hug
Trust me, we done came from nothin', we made it, trust me
Tryna get back, just think 'bout all the memories
Just wanna go back to how it used to be, girl

Writer(s): Ibrahim Dodo, Kevin Price & Raúl Bermejo.

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