Trenches
I could never mention
Digging out the mud, trying to make it out them trenches
Dodging all the hate, through alleyways and fences
Trying to see a way, so I Cartier my lenses
And my grass cut, so I'm peeping the intention
I been trying to ball hard
If they ever question
Im just trying to go hard
If they need to mention
And my bag a Goyard, you could feel the linen
Make them feel the tension
Niggas say I never put in work
That's a lie, every time
And anytime I tell my brother ride
he's gon slide, that's how I do
with a 30 in a coupe
Half a ruler, out the roof
If I roll the window down
know a nigga probably shoot
In a demon, hear the tire screech
When I'm scheming
Never need em, they gon feel the pain
When we creeping, leave em bleeding
Swimming in the puddle, leave em leaking
Leave em in that deep end
I just pray the lord, he forgive me
Lately, I been pouring up this 4 in my kidney
Let it flood cause it numb the pain, that is in me
And I put these drugs, in my head it convince me
Racing with the feds for that white and that Whitney
For that white and that whitney
I been going so hard, fuck a nigga near me
Trying to fill the safe, hundred thou if you let me, yea
I could never mention
Digging out the mud, trying to make it out them trenches
Dodging all the hate, through alleyways and fences
Trying to see a way, so I Cartier my lenses
And my grass cut, so I'm peeping the intention
I been trying to ball hard
If they ever question
I'm just trying to go hard
If they need to mention
And my bag a Goyard, you could feel the linen
Make them feel the tension
In the stu all day, I'm feeling locked in
Billboard I'm just trying to get my hops in
Trying to maneuver through the gossip
I knew niggas that aint put me as a option
Hunred miles In my own lane, for a plaque with my own name
I was swimming out my own pain
I crossed niggas it was all game yea
Claiming they're your brothers,
But I swear they all change
For that white and that Whitney
I been going so hard, fuck a nigga near me
Trying to fill the safe, hundred thou- if you let me, yea
I could never mention
Digging out the mud, trying to make it out them trenches
Dodging all the hate, through alleyways and fences
Trying to see a way, so I Cartier my lenses
And my grass cut, so I'm peeping the intention
I been trying to ball hard
If they ever question
I'm just trying to go hard
If they need to mention
And my bag a Goyard, you could feel the linen
Make them feel the tension
Digging out the mud, trying to make it out them trenches
Dodging all the hate, through alleyways and fences
Trying to see a way, so I Cartier my lenses
And my grass cut, so I'm peeping the intention
I been trying to ball hard
If they ever question
Im just trying to go hard
If they need to mention
And my bag a Goyard, you could feel the linen
Make them feel the tension
Niggas say I never put in work
That's a lie, every time
And anytime I tell my brother ride
he's gon slide, that's how I do
with a 30 in a coupe
Half a ruler, out the roof
If I roll the window down
know a nigga probably shoot
In a demon, hear the tire screech
When I'm scheming
Never need em, they gon feel the pain
When we creeping, leave em bleeding
Swimming in the puddle, leave em leaking
Leave em in that deep end
I just pray the lord, he forgive me
Lately, I been pouring up this 4 in my kidney
Let it flood cause it numb the pain, that is in me
And I put these drugs, in my head it convince me
Racing with the feds for that white and that Whitney
For that white and that whitney
I been going so hard, fuck a nigga near me
Trying to fill the safe, hundred thou if you let me, yea
I could never mention
Digging out the mud, trying to make it out them trenches
Dodging all the hate, through alleyways and fences
Trying to see a way, so I Cartier my lenses
And my grass cut, so I'm peeping the intention
I been trying to ball hard
If they ever question
I'm just trying to go hard
If they need to mention
And my bag a Goyard, you could feel the linen
Make them feel the tension
In the stu all day, I'm feeling locked in
Billboard I'm just trying to get my hops in
Trying to maneuver through the gossip
I knew niggas that aint put me as a option
Hunred miles In my own lane, for a plaque with my own name
I was swimming out my own pain
I crossed niggas it was all game yea
Claiming they're your brothers,
But I swear they all change
For that white and that Whitney
I been going so hard, fuck a nigga near me
Trying to fill the safe, hundred thou- if you let me, yea
I could never mention
Digging out the mud, trying to make it out them trenches
Dodging all the hate, through alleyways and fences
Trying to see a way, so I Cartier my lenses
And my grass cut, so I'm peeping the intention
I been trying to ball hard
If they ever question
I'm just trying to go hard
If they need to mention
And my bag a Goyard, you could feel the linen
Make them feel the tension
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Writer(s): Joel Paula
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