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Trenches

 

Trenches

(album: Adolescence - 2021)


Mhmhm, uh, listen
The streets always bracking, I can show never weakness
Fresh off the M charge, rah, I beat it
Always kept a straight face, I never showed 'em how I'm feeling
Bare pepper on my plate, never lacking, gotta keep it in the deep end
Jail taught me how to man up, all them other niggas tweaking
Straight pull ups, net bagging, hit the 'nasium on the weekend
Look, free-flow bopping with the Gs dem
Toothbrush with two blades on when I'm checking for the oppers on a greaze ting

Yo, I do this for the trenches
When you're balling you take numerous expenses
Them other niggas cooling where the bench is
And who the ones offencing
Click back, kicks proper when it's blending (Grrr)
I got my block, I do this for the trenches
Yo, who's the one extending
The Luger bells will budoo at your bredrin
Point on sight, you're shook without your veterans
Lemme teach the youtes a lesson
You can't stop, keep the mullah stretching
Get on your deen and do it for the trenches

I got a millionaire mindframe
Counting money till I get a migraine
Put it on the fullest and it's sideways
Crime pays, getting rich in the drought, no more dry days
I'm old school, lick the move, split it five ways
In the hood all the feds know me by name
I put him on the block, he saw his life change
Said I put him on the block, he saw his life change
Phone just slapping, gotta stick it on vibrate
Bend her over and she put that pussy on gyrate
Smiling in my face, but I can see the sly hate, I'm so perceptive
Tryna eat with my whole collective
You ain't on smoke, fam, I'm on smoke directly
So I ain't tryna hold a reasoning
Pepper man hold a seasoning
You weren't with me in the bando, cold and freezing
They don't know the meaning

Listen, I got Cali, Cali, got the cheese
Filling up the block with Ps
My face so bait, we circulate in different properties
Ratings doesn't bother me, I'm dodging all that poverty
Paper demonstrating, I'm relating to monopoly
Flew out twenty bitches to Marbella, that's a lot for me
Dripping out these riches while there's bittys on the block for me
Creeping with a pumpy on your block, I don't get comfy
She wants drillings, I'm chilling, forehead, that's company
Police wanna target cah we rotate the fuckery
Lawyers wanna bargain, won the cold case luckily
Don't take mockery
Suttin got slapped, let me sip on my cup of tea
Chitter doesn't bother me, my GMs bodily
If you're on your badness, don't go leftwards in the dock with me
I was in the backend, tryna flip it like the lottery
All them niggas wassing, they don't do the drillings properly
Send him an apology, grrr grrr

Now they gang gang gang, that's for social media
Real life they ain't following the road procedure
If you don't know Potter, ask your local dealer
I come through smelling like sensimilla
Screaming, "Fuck your dead homie!" like necrophilia
My smile's on chill but my neck's the freezer
Like C Breezy I make it seem easy
They ain't OJ, I'm OJ like Skore Beezy
More money, more paigons and more sweety
Feds watching all the time, I can't talk freely
Face down, ass up, that was your beanie
Had to share it with my friend, I bet you're greedy
Potter 'bout that cheese, 'bout that fettuccine
Paper on my name, smokey when you see me
Still blue slim, fulla blue zushi
Move booky, I got mundooki

Yo, I do this for the trenches
When you're balling you take numerous expenses
Them other niggas cooling where the bench is
And who the ones offencing
Click back, kicks proper when it's blending (Grrr)
I got my block, I do this for the trenches
Yo, who's the one extending
The Luger bells will budoo at your bredrin
Point on sight, you're shook without your veterans
Lemme teach the youtes a lesson
You can't stop, keep the mullah stretching
Get on your deen and do it for the trenches

Lemme teach the youtes a lesson
You can't stop, keep the mullah stretching
Get on your deen and do it for the trenches

Lemme teach the youtes a lesson
You can't stop, keep the mullah stretching
Get on your deen and do it for the trenches

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