Who Can I Trust?
Cormega Lyrics


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[Cormega]
Yo, I write rhymes, for niggas at night time
Consider your life mine
Whether you pumpin 5 packs or 5 dimes
My time I'm livin' it, my persona eminent
Real niggas don't keep beef we finish it
No retreat, no surrenderin
No rockin me to sleep
I keep the heat up in my premises
A whole different level of rhyme several of my
Competitors try comin better than mine
Verbally I'm way ahead of my time, Mega
Immortalized through words
Son I'm livin off the time you served
Stay focused, keep a eye open for straight vultures
Everybody gotta go, everydays a day closer
I'm soakin in my sofa, Reminiscin Tony coked up
Life is fucked up, even when you blow up

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Lil Wayne: Who can ya trust?
Mega: Only a few and my nine will bust
Lil Wayne: What do you lust?
Mega: The money and the power nigga
Lil Wayne: Who you respect?
Mega: All my niggas that's no longer with us
And all the drug king pins who showed us how ta get up

[Cormega]
Who's the nicest nigga spittin a trife shit
Ghetto drama, Sagas for niggas with enditements, flippin white shit
Screamin fuck the feds
Squeezing ya heat at police till your cuffed to your hospital bed
Thug general, write rhymes for criminals to listen to
If you ain't real, my shit ain't even meant for you
My pen stain the paper like blood
My mind is like a nine and my rhyme is like a slug
Before I snitch like a bitch, I'd rather die like a thug
If they arraign me for bangin I throw my sign up at the judge, I'm almighty
Defy me, feel the 44 beside me
Red light to guide me to your vital point
With my heat I anoint you a second from death
My only regret, is that I emptied out my whole clip in your soul BIATCH

[Chorus]

[Cormega]
To my thugs, its unconditional love I'm givin you
I've been out the motha fuckin system too
Hunger pains when I was younger made me ready 2 face
Consequences of life the streets fed me
Ready rock chop the pumped I bought my high top dunks
And crack fiends only a baby nah, hold up
The sense of shit I just made up in the rhyme this is the realness
In a reflection of a sinner I spit
Yo feel this, my name alone had me maintainin a phone
On a come through not to mention the banger I hold
Ain't nothing new why would I front for you
I'm a felony offender, you showin your jealousy nigga





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

Cormega's song "Who Can I Trust" is a raw and honest expression of his thoughts and experiences as a street rapper from New York. In the verses, Cormega talks about the life he leads, surrounded by violence and danger, and the need to be ever-vigilant as he navigates through it. He declares his allegiance to his fellow criminals and shows disdain for those who are not true to themselves. In the chorus, Lil Wayne asks the questions that many in Cormega's position would ask; who can be trusted, what do you desire, who do you respect? Cormega's answers are straightforward and uncompromising, reflecting his philosophy of life.


The first verse is all about Cormega's dedication to his craft and his way of life. He describes himself as someone who writes rhymes for the "niggas at night time", the people who live a life similar to his own. He considers his life theirs and is committed to serving them with his music. He is also someone who is always prepared for anything, whether it's selling drugs, getting into fights, or defending himself or his people. He is not someone who will back down or be intimidated. In the second verse, Cormega talks about his status as a criminal and how he is proud of it. He is not someone who will snitch or betray his brothers. He acknowledges that his rhymes are not for everyone, just for those who are real and true to themselves.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, I write rhymes, for niggas at night time
I make music for people to listen to in the nighttime.


Consider your life mine
If you have my back, I'll have yours.


Whether you pumpin 5 packs or 5 dimes
Whether you get money illegally or not, I'll still support you.


My time I'm livin' it, my persona eminent
I'm living in the moment and my personality stands out.


Real niggas don't keep beef we finish it
True friends don't hold grudges, we settle things and move on.


No retreat, no surrenderin
I won't back down or give up.


No rockin me to sleep
Don't try to manipulate or deceive me.


I keep the heat up in my premises
I always have weapons on me for protection.


A whole different level of rhyme several of my
My rap skills are unparalleled compared to my competitors.


Competitors try comin better than mine
Other rappers try to compete with me but can't surpass my skills.


Verbally I'm way ahead of my time, Mega
I'm ahead of my time in terms of lyrical ability.


Immortalized through words
My legacy will live on through my music.


Son I'm livin off the time you served
I'm grateful for those who came before me and paved the way for my success.


Stay focused, keep a eye open for straight vultures
Stay alert and don't trust everyone, some people are only out for themselves.


Everybody gotta go, everydays a day closer
Everyone will die eventually, so make the most of your time.


I'm soakin in my sofa, Reminiscin Tony coked up
I'm sitting on my couch, remembering the times when my friend Tony was addicted to cocaine.


Life is fucked up, even when you blow up
Life is unfair and difficult even when you become successful.


Who can ya trust?
Who can you truly rely on?


Only a few and my nine will bust
I only trust a select few and I will use my gun to protect them.


What do you lust?
What do you desire?


The money and the power nigga
I desire wealth and influence.


Who you respect?
Who do you hold in high regard?


All my niggas that's no longer with us
I have respect for my friends who have passed away.


And all the drug king pins who showed us how ta get up
I have respect for the drug dealers who taught us how to make money.


Who's the nicest nigga spittin a trife shit
Who is the best rapper talking about gritty topics?


Ghetto drama, Sagas for niggas with enditements, flippin white shit
I make music about the reality of life in the ghetto, including drugs and crime.


Screamin fuck the feds
I'm against the government and the police.


Squeezing ya heat at police till your cuffed to your hospital bed
I will use violence against the police if necessary and will face the consequences.


Thug general, write rhymes for criminals to listen to
I am a leader of the streets and make music for those involved in illegal activities.


If you ain't real, my shit ain't even meant for you
If you're not authentic or don't live the same lifestyle as me, my music isn't for you.


My pen stain the paper like blood
My writing is so powerful that it creates an intense image.


My mind is like a nine and my rhyme is like a slug
I have a sharp mind and my words hit like a bullet.


Before I snitch like a bitch, I'd rather die like a thug
I would rather be loyal to my friends and die than betray them.


If they arraign me for bangin I throw my sign up at the judge, I'm almighty
If I'm arrested for gang activity, I will still be proud of my lifestyle and show it in court.


Defy me, feel the 44 beside me
If you challenge me, I will use my gun to defend myself.


Red light to guide me to your vital point
I know exactly where to shoot you to kill you instantly.


With my heat I anoint you a second from death
I can kill you quickly with my gun.


My only regret, is that I emptied out my whole clip in your soul BIATCH
I will kill you so violently that I will have no bullets left in my gun.


To my thugs, its unconditional love I'm givin you
I have love for my friends and will support them no matter what.


I've been out the motha fuckin system too
I've been able to live outside of the law and avoid getting caught by the police.


Hunger pains when I was younger made me ready 2 face
Growing up poor made me stronger and prepared me for life's challenges.


Consequences of life the streets fed me
I learned about the harsh realities of life from the streets.


Ready rock chop the pumped I bought my high top dunks
I sold drugs to make money and spent it on designer shoes.


And crack fiends only a baby nah, hold up
I sold drugs to even pregnant women and children.


The sense of shit I just made up in the rhyme this is the realness
The stories I tell in my music are based on true events in my life.


In a reflection of a sinner I spit
I am a flawed person and I express that in my music.


Yo feel this, my name alone had me maintainin a phone
Just my reputation alone kept me connected to the streets and my drug customers.


On a come through not to mention the banger I hold
I always have my gun with me when I'm making drug deals.


Ain't nothing new why would I front for you
This is nothing new for me, so there's no reason to lie.


I'm a felony offender, you showin your jealousy nigga
I have a criminal record and those who are jealous of my success try to bring me down because of it.


All my niggas that's no longer with us
I have respect for my friends who have passed away.


And all the drug king pins who showed us how ta get up
I have respect for the drug dealers who taught us how to make money.




Lyrics © Royalty Network Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: CORY MCKAY, DWAYNE WILLIS, KENNETH JONES

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Comments from YouTube:

Brendan Carpenter

Still get chills every single time

MAJ ALIJU

still one of my favorite beats all time & mega period is always gold

E R

Bumping this on the regular!

Zak Ali Fitness

i cant explain how realistic this song is

WyGuysDad

he basically says the same thing in every song he's ever made, gets kinda old. Every song is about betrayal and loyalty. Love Mega but his act got tired once he got signed, his mixtape shit was much harder

Lennard

@WyGuysDad I kinda feel this is true but its still poppin for me.

Rayster

Cormega is the realness....period.

🎵MUZIK-DEPOT🎵

Mega killed this shit, drug dealer slash lyricist stay true to the game...shine son

Michael Howard

I love that Mega - Montana shit. Cormega got his own brand of Queens Bridge flavor. Mega - Montana , Mega - Montana. Salute to the O.G.

BushkillMusic

Still my favorite!

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