Trenches

I'm bringing them racks in
They said they was rocking with me
But They was capping

I looked back niggas was gone
I was like happen
I'm in a different bag now
Than I was Back then

Everything round me changed
I been working n stacking

Gotta go get it
Ain't no time be layed up
Out here slacking

Remember I was down bad
Broke as fuck
And wasn't happy

Now I got these racks
Got all these lil hoes
Getting at me

Sipping red I'm trippie
Riding wit a stick yeah
You see. my neck n my wrist

Cost about 250
Niggas talking down
But it's jus cuz I gotta big bag

Hit a lick right now
And for the whole year
I can sit back

If a nigga wanna test me
On god it's a homicide
Some young niggas
Pulling up shooting shit like this Columbine

Keep a stick on me
Every time I come outside
When that hate done work
Niggas start telling lies

Choppa spit from every side
If You ain't stepping right
Stand on my ten toes
Told little nigga step aside

I kno these fuck niggas wanna kill me
Better get in line
These 223s take yo head off
N have yo melon flying

Pop the maybach trunk on yo ass
Like get inside
Gotta Prada bag on me
And I gotta check inside

And my little bitch pussy
Drip drip yeah she wet inside
Dip in once
Had to dive in a second time

Had to cop a safe
Cuz my bag it getting large
Sleep in Versace
Dolce gabbana what I'm stepping on

And I can't leave my house
If I ain't got my Smithern western on
Make da wrong move
Pistol spit off when my weapon drawn

"We come from the trenches
We come from the trenches
We come from the trenches
We come from the trenches
We come from the trenches
We come from the trenches
We come from the trenches
We come from the trenches"

We from the trench yeah
Lean got me bent yeah
I was taught to keep shit
100 percent yeah

I'm jus tryna run them racks up
Till it's endless
Ever since I got on my shit
It feel like I'm friendless

I was talkin Facts
They said I was cappin every sentence
Till ice my wrist n neck
N stated backing them Benz's

I just been dripping
Like a lake a with no fishes
Been putting in pain
So I can full fill All my wishes

Keep my mind on my money
I mind my business
Got couple plans
Hope they work out like some fitness

I been down bad for so long
God my witness
Stood on my ten toes on my own
Then I switched it

I'm putting up racks for kids
And ain't got no kids yet
If I can't count up
50 million I ain't rich yet

Jus crash the Benz
N I can't wait to get my bitch back
Couple niggas went against the grain
N ain't with that

Pop the maybach trunk on yo ass
Like get inside
Gotta Prada bag on me
And I gotta check inside

And my lil bitch pussy
Drip drip yeah she wet inside
Dip in once
Had to dive in a second time

Had to cop a safe
Cuz my bag is getting large
Sleep in Versace
Dolce gabbana what I'm stepping on

N I can't leave my house
If I ain't got my Smithern western on
Make da wrong move
Pistol spit off when my weapon drawn

"We come from the trenches
We come from the trenches
We come from the trenches
We come from the trenches
We come from the trenches
We come from the trenches
We come from the trenches
We come from the trenches"