Trenches
He ain't know we get down in them trenches
All that talk got him down with the fishes
Like a rat you get gone or you missing
Choppa right in bro lap he just itching
The first nigga that try us we getting
Ain't no talking we pull up on business
Do yo shit on yo social and mentions
And we just gone sit back till you finish
Niggas be talking like I got the time
When really my watch show me different
Told myself I'm done wasting my breath with these niggas
If we don't speak the same digits
Feel like I been doing niggas favors whenever I speak back unattended
Had to humble myself cause they can't make what I make let alone on a interest
I just lay and sit back with my feet up
Sipping lean ain't my thing I just t'up
Bank account looking clean I might re-up
Cuzzo locked in the cell pray they free em
Still chasing dude ass just to beat em
His ass running from smoke till we see em
Hope he know of God before he meet em
Ain't so tough behind phones or the dm
He ain't know we get down in them trenches
All that talk got him down with the fishes
Like a rat you get gone or you missing
Choppa right in bro lap he just itching
The first nigga that try us we getting
Ain't no talking we pull up on business
Do yo shit on yo social and mentions
And we just gone sit back till you finish
All that talk got him down with the fishes
Like a rat you get gone or you missing
Choppa right in bro lap he just itching
The first nigga that try us we getting
Ain't no talking we pull up on business
Do yo shit on yo social and mentions
And we just gone sit back till you finish
Niggas be talking like I got the time
When really my watch show me different
Told myself I'm done wasting my breath with these niggas
If we don't speak the same digits
Feel like I been doing niggas favors whenever I speak back unattended
Had to humble myself cause they can't make what I make let alone on a interest
I just lay and sit back with my feet up
Sipping lean ain't my thing I just t'up
Bank account looking clean I might re-up
Cuzzo locked in the cell pray they free em
Still chasing dude ass just to beat em
His ass running from smoke till we see em
Hope he know of God before he meet em
Ain't so tough behind phones or the dm
He ain't know we get down in them trenches
All that talk got him down with the fishes
Like a rat you get gone or you missing
Choppa right in bro lap he just itching
The first nigga that try us we getting
Ain't no talking we pull up on business
Do yo shit on yo social and mentions
And we just gone sit back till you finish
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Writer(s): Kurt Roberts
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