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Trenches

 

Trenches

(álbum: PTSD (Deluxe) - 2020)


Mode
I'm in that mode
Cannon

I ain't a killer, but don't push me, 'cause I ain't pussy
Gon' make it home with this .40 'cause I ain't a rookie
Survived cold wars, but it shook me
Caught me snoozing, you losing, you should've took me
My niggas killers, got lil' bro with me in case I ain't looking
I be traveling with 30 shots in a case a opp book me
I might let Lil Krueger open up
Really, bro, how you gon' book me, though? You broke as fuck
See 'em and they frozen up
I stay with some soldiers, nigga, you cannot get close enough
Even by my lonesome, got some shit that make my shoulders jump
You ain't felt a heartbreak like seeing your soul just slump
And we been doing shit like that, so how you holding up?
Got my first rap check, we was pulling up on niggas
Ain't even put them on the net 'cause we was rolling up on niggas
Streets though they was a threat, but now I'm rolling up on niggas
And bro don't let you hold the strap 'cause you be folding up on niggas
In the trenches, please deliver us from evil
I'm just tryna do right by my people
Illegal got us where we are now, so illegal do
And the government wasn't there when we needed you
Every time you on the ground, they throwing feet at you
Ambulance don't try to help, they throw a sheet at you
She couldn't keep her faith in God, she want a needle, too
Same time he met God, he met the reaper, too
Gangster, believe that
Couple verses, I put blood in 'em
I choose rap 'cause I ain't wanna be no drug dealer
Had to turn up, having shootouts with some thug niggas
Every day, the same shit, fell in love with it
Need exterminators
(Why?)
We got bugs with us
We got glicks, hot cars, we got gloves with us
Prices come to me so cheap, they be like, "How he get it?"
I just do my thing, I don't know the plug business
Gotta stay that way, you fuck boys love snitching
Reason why they gon' leave cuz in the ditches
Aunties on the block, but wasn't no hugs or no kisses
In the kitchen all day, but wasn't no suds on them dishes
How the fuck I get this far? 'Cause I'm ambitious
Name good in the streets 'cause I get vicious, nigga
Niggas snakes and you sneak dissing, nigga, then assist a nigga
Where I come from, they wait 'til you dying, then they miss a nigga

feito

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