Fivio Foreign – Trust (Audio, Lyrics)

Fivio Foreign - Trust (prod. AXL Beats)

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Fivio Foreign Trust
Fivio Foreign Trust

Fivio Foreign remains one of the most compelling voices in the Brooklyn Drill movement, and today he comes through with another new banger in “Trust.” Once again reuniting with frequent collaborator AXL Beats, Fivio opts to switch the style up and come through with a more melodic offering. At least, that’s the vibe provided by the production, which centers around a guitar chord progression that would sound serene under different circumstances. But this is Fivio Foreign we’re talking about, and he’s never been one to let his guard down.

“Woo (Woo), everybody on the floor, We don’t knock, we shoot through the door,” he spits. “We give a fuck who the King of New York / I say what I mean when I talk / The hood ain’t showin’ no remorse.” There’s an unapologetic nature to his lyricism, made all the more intimidating when paired with his explosive delivery. Juxtaposed against AXL’s instrumental, the end result is interesting to behold, a blend that’s at once confident and vaguely bittersweet.

Fivio Foreign – Trust (prod. AXL Beats)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
AXL (AXL, AXL) Uh
Not like y’all and y’all not like us (No cap)
Gun I trust (Baow)
Gun I trust (Baow)
Uh, let’s do it, uh (Baow)
Not like y’all, y’all not like us
Uh, yeah (Baow)

[Chorus]
We not like y’all, y’all not like us (Nah)
In the gun I trust (Baow)
Uh, I’ma come right up
Gotta watch the tooter ’cause the gun might bust (Grrt, baow), huh (Baow)
Woo (Woo), everybody on the floor (Baow)
We don’t knock, we shoot through the door (Grrt)
We give a fuck who the King of New York (Baow)
I say what I mean when I talk, huh
The hood ain’t showin’ no remorse (Baow)
Gunfights in the hall (Baow)
Bullets goin’ through the walls (Uh, baow)
My niggas Crippin’ for a cause, uh, yeah
We cap the bitch on all fours

[Verse]
We seem ’em, we on ’em (Huh)
They do what I told ’em
We crossed every T and we dot every I
And we watched every corner, look
We meet at home, said you gon’ know I’ma go when I call in the morning (Uh)
And niggas know I always come in the mornings
None of my niggas is mournin’, uh (Ayy, baow)
One up (One up), scorin’ (Scorin’)
Shot good (Shot good), Jordan (Jordan)
Ballin’ (Ballin’), and we could put diamonds in our crosses (Ayy)
See what happen when they cross us
Losses, huh, look at they losses, huh
I turn my niggas into bosses
They think I made it out
If bro do a hit, I’ma pay ’em out
Look at what they allow
He never set up, he get bailed out (Bah)
Free JD out the jailhouse
I can’t wait until you sail out
He need a pack, I send the mail out
Her need a pack, I send the mail out

[Chorus]
We not like y’all, y’all not like us (Nah)
In the gun I trust (Baow)
Uh, I’ma come right up
Gotta watch the tooter ’cause the gun might bust (Grrt, baow), huh (Baow)
Woo (Woo), everybody on the floor (Baow)
We don’t knock, we shoot through the door (Grrt)
We give a fuck who the King of New York (Baow)
I say what I mean when I talk, huh
The hood ain’t showin’ no remorse (Uh)
Gunfights in the hall (Baow)
Bullets goin’ through the walls (Uh, baow)
My niggas Crippin’ for a cause, uh, yeah
We cap the bitch on all fours

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