Official audio for “3,2,1 (Trust)”, available everywhere now: https://CoiLeray.lnk.to/BlueMoon

Lyrics:
It’s hard to talk about my life, but fuck it Let’s talk about it


Pardon my energy
I come off rude I just don't trust a bitch
Thinking back to that first time I popped that pill I fell in love with it
Something bout these drugs
3-2-1 fell out of love with it
Bitch we getting money
And I keep D with me that's like my momma son
Told my dad I forgive him
He was hardly around but he had ambition Caught up with the money and all type of bitches How me and my brothers end up in the trenches You know them tables turned
Bitch I earned it
I dropped out real early
When Carmen was locked up
The phone came with numbers
You know I was up real early
Phone on silent but the devil keep calling
Trendsetter tell a hater get off me
Cant hang with broke bitches they be all in your business And too busy counting your pockets
I love my niggas forever
Ride thru the storm we gone get thru the weather
C-moe got it on him you can get wet up
Thats my nigga for life my nigga forever
Yea yea, yeaaa
Fuck them niggas who wasnt there
My heart cold and it's Moncler
Fake friends they disappear
Don't tell me you love me I don’t wanna hear it
Pardon my energy
I come off rude I just don't trust a bitch Thinking back to that first time i popped that pill
I fell in love with it
Something bout these drugs
3-2-1 fell out of love with it
Bitch we getting money
And I keep D with me that's like my momma son

Told my dad I forgive him
He was hardly around but he had ambition Caught up with the money and all type of bitches Me and my brothers end up in the trenches
You know them tables turned
Bitch I earned it
I dropped out real early
When Carmen was locked up
The phone came with numbers
You know I was up real early

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