Trenches

Why lie
Ain't hard to tell You bitch made
Cut you off quicker than a switchblade
In 5th grade rocked the bald fade
What's Balmain
Everything here black owned
From eats to jewels Free tax stone
Fuck the world Free ya dome

You grow numb to the pain when you live it
I made plans before I made my digits
Seen my brother fall down to the system
Said my prayers now my niggas glisten
For the dead pour the liquor we sipping
Sip some shots now I ball like a piston
Foot on the gas You hear the engine
We never missing
TDF pimping Nightingale dripping
Milly been shitting
I been balling can't move off my pivot
Been dishing plates while my niggas been shifting
Claim you better but my niggas winning
They chasing clout while we chasing the chicken
Been hitting licks we just add up the digits
Young Niggas Came from the trenches

Let's take a look
Shit in books ain't benefiting my community
Was a bookworm heart in the streets
Straight 90s No immunity
Why be the head of ya class if you can't use that to go make cash
Elders hate when you ask
I just laugh Re Up the pack
Fuck up a sack
DG shades to hide the pain
Since 2020 shit been brazy
Rolling Zaza to the face
I can't even feel a way
Fly high Dubai
Tell the angels save a place
Till then ima fly my wings
I'm coming one day

If you say you down
Then you better slide
Do this for my brothers
Same they do for I
From the do or die
Drugs money murder homicide
Family died I seen love ones cry
From the trenches now we dripping suit and ties
Helped my brother fight the suicide
They say that I'm blessed
I say who am I
I'm that nigga from the 80 the row
Counting figures I just love how we grow
Mama blessed me from a youth to a pro
No heart no remorse for a foe
I feel the same bout a sleeze
Pocket watching really built for the greasy
Circle small split the plate Nd we make it look easy
Stack up the dollars in 3D

Everyday gotta ball for my spot
Shit ain't no game
You living or not
What's the facts
Price of life triple that
Cost of living is dying
Too many mothers are crying
World of destruction the plan is untying
I keep my gun up
This shit ain't jamming
Whoever run up will meet the maker
Eat my meals with paper
Liquid cash or crypto tags
I got it all 4 wallet stuff pockets All in no out We in
Jew mode timing I'm on we gone build a Taj Mahal
Family always got a home
All bankrolls
Fuck the opps We spank those
No case here Thank lord

You grow numb to the pain when you live it
I made plans before I made my digits
Seen my brother fall down to the system
Said my prayers now my niggas glisten
For the dead pour the liquor we sipping
Sip some shots now I ball like a piston
Foot on the gas You hear the engine
We never missing
TDF pimping Nightingale dripping
Milly been shitting
I been balling can't move off my pivot
Been dishing plates while my niggas been shifting
Claim you better but my niggas winning
They chasing clout while we chasing the chicken
Been hitting licks we just add up the digits
Young Niggas Came from the trenches



Credits
Writer(s): Damani Felton
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