Antisocial

Straight out the trenches
I be with mine
Killed three times i got six lives (Yeah)

Straight out the trenches
I be with mine
Killed three times i got six lives
You seen the light on my darkest days
But you know that i'm still shining
Shawty done fell in love with a thug nigga
Fighting depression
Abusing hell of drugs nigga
Remember i was down bad on my dick i had to move weight
I Use to hurt for change now i got a full plate
My wrist was rubbing the cuffs nigga mom thought i was jail bait
But i'm anti-social
I don't even want a cellmate
(So just throw me in the whole)
I hope no other nigga try to snake me nigga
Cuz' i'm a have to roll him up into the bud nigga
You know i got money money straight up out the mud nigga
Neglected love
All i needed was a hug nigga
My old bitch cheated on me when i was down bad on my dick
She had me heartbroken
My twin brother tried to snake me for a short token
I'm real quiet but i always been outspoken
Real g's move in silence
False claimers want to be noticed
I caught myself trying to be a thug for a little minute
I was on the road to eating jail meals now i got a meal ticket
I had to cut off my old ways before it got me a sentence
When I'm alone in my room i get to reminiscing
I think about the old times i was caught in the trenches
I was a lost child
I didn't even know why i was in it
My pops told me don't start it if you know you ain't gone finish
So i'm a keep applying that pressure so i can replenish

Blue Gatorade dirty sprite up on my red bottoms
I'm a run these bands up until my feet hurt
He want to be famous
So i had to put him on a t-shirt
The loudest niggas in the room
Them the ones we gotta bleed first
He google searching trying to find out what my net worth
My bitch bad making all these niggas neck hurt
It felt good throwing Nipsey on my sweatshirt
He taught me how to invest and how to network (Yeah yeah yeah)
Writing pictures on my wall
I use to have no money but i was still walking around the mall
Popular loner niggas never around for me at all
The day you go broke
That's when they stop answering your calls
My birthday came
Nobody said nothing to me at all
But hey i played my part i kept it real nigga
I been an old head ever since i was a little nigga
I'm paralyzed to people cuz' i don't feel niggas
Everything i speak up in my music nigga i lived it
These niggas be capping they was never in the trenches
Running through groupies
I was always getting bitches
I'm a short nigga but i was taught to be the biggest
Don't take it personal niggas ain't built the way i'm living
This is what happens when you get caught up in the trenches
My old bitch use to say that i was simpin'
But my old bitch never took the time out to listen
How you gone say that you love me man i don't get it
Posted are screenshots so niggas know i ain't tripping
Cheated on me way too many times to be in your feelings
Last year i was broke now i'm touring on a road to riches (Yeah yeah)

Straight out the trenches i be with mine
Killed three times i got six lives
You seen the light of my darkest days (Yeah) (Yeah)

Straight out the trenches i be with mine
Killed three times i got six lives
Yeah i'm from the south side



Credits
Writer(s): Juwan Jefferson
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