Trenches Made
Ah, ah, that shit feel good when you got your own money
When you ain't got it, niggas looking at you funny
I done ran up me some hundreds, I done ran up me some thousands
Bitch, I'm really from the trenches, what you know about public housing?
Niggas fucking up the game, that's the shit I'm not allowing
I worked hard for my spot and I don't plan on sitting down yet
Bitches left me at my worst, now I'm in my bag, they hurt
They ain't see all my potential, now they pulling down their skirts, nigga
That shit be brazy when they feel all that regret (they feel it)
Now I'm that nigga that they wish they would've kept
Bitch, I'm on a different timing, act right or get left
Bitch, I'm flyer than a motherfucker, I never break a sweat
Shawty say she like my style, and it's my cologne that get her wet
I'm that nigga in the building that they labeled as a threat
I'ma ball 'til I fall, 'cause nigga, I ain't have it all
Where was you when I was down and had my back against the wall?
Been through trials and tribulations, and I'm still standing tall
Where they say the strong survive and I ain't swallowing my pride
I'm a soldier, really one of them ones, just in case I never told you
This ice around my neck, it give me chills, it's getting colder
Fall back if you ain't choosing me, I'm really getting older
I know my time coming, I just wonder what's the hold up
Flex with no remorse for them bitches that done chose up, nigga
Raised on the west, then I moved to the east
You can't say this ain't my city 'cause I really know the streets
Struggled days in the ghetto, that's what made me a beast
I cut off homies in the past if they really was a leach
Now I can walk through the sand and be chilling on the beach
And be chilling on the beach
Now I can walk through the sand and be chilling on the beach
(Ah) bitch, I'm really from the trenches (trenches)
Baby, love the way I'm living (living)
Bitch, I'm really from the trenches (trenches)
Baby, love the way I'm living (living), ah
Bitch, it's like, nigga, the trenches made me, like, nigga
I remember days when I ain't have shit
Days I couldn't get shit, days I couldn't buy shit
You feel me, like, that shit turned a nigga up though
Like that shit made a nigga, who I am today
You feel me 'cause, like, when you come from nothing
You feel me, it hit different when you start having it your way
Bitch, I'm really from the trenches (trenches)
Baby, love the way I'm living (living)
When you ain't got it, niggas looking at you funny
I done ran up me some hundreds, I done ran up me some thousands
Bitch, I'm really from the trenches, what you know about public housing?
Niggas fucking up the game, that's the shit I'm not allowing
I worked hard for my spot and I don't plan on sitting down yet
Bitches left me at my worst, now I'm in my bag, they hurt
They ain't see all my potential, now they pulling down their skirts, nigga
That shit be brazy when they feel all that regret (they feel it)
Now I'm that nigga that they wish they would've kept
Bitch, I'm on a different timing, act right or get left
Bitch, I'm flyer than a motherfucker, I never break a sweat
Shawty say she like my style, and it's my cologne that get her wet
I'm that nigga in the building that they labeled as a threat
I'ma ball 'til I fall, 'cause nigga, I ain't have it all
Where was you when I was down and had my back against the wall?
Been through trials and tribulations, and I'm still standing tall
Where they say the strong survive and I ain't swallowing my pride
I'm a soldier, really one of them ones, just in case I never told you
This ice around my neck, it give me chills, it's getting colder
Fall back if you ain't choosing me, I'm really getting older
I know my time coming, I just wonder what's the hold up
Flex with no remorse for them bitches that done chose up, nigga
Raised on the west, then I moved to the east
You can't say this ain't my city 'cause I really know the streets
Struggled days in the ghetto, that's what made me a beast
I cut off homies in the past if they really was a leach
Now I can walk through the sand and be chilling on the beach
And be chilling on the beach
Now I can walk through the sand and be chilling on the beach
(Ah) bitch, I'm really from the trenches (trenches)
Baby, love the way I'm living (living)
Bitch, I'm really from the trenches (trenches)
Baby, love the way I'm living (living), ah
Bitch, it's like, nigga, the trenches made me, like, nigga
I remember days when I ain't have shit
Days I couldn't get shit, days I couldn't buy shit
You feel me, like, that shit turned a nigga up though
Like that shit made a nigga, who I am today
You feel me 'cause, like, when you come from nothing
You feel me, it hit different when you start having it your way
Bitch, I'm really from the trenches (trenches)
Baby, love the way I'm living (living)
Credits
Writer(s): Tae Love
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