Trenches

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Don Raxkz

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It’s a storm soon as them choppers get the busting
9 Out
But they gone slide out
Motion to the left so now we wide out
Hold on take a timeout
Breathe
It’s yo moment you could shine now
This what you been grinding for all this time now
Ambulance they make it to the scene
Momma crying on her knees
DOA
That’s another tragedy
He was only 16
Trying to ball like Gasol
With some rings
Now he laid up next to uncle Gregory
They taking credits
From the youth
Living in the tranches
Trying to get it
How he pose to ball
Is he pose to fall
I was a Shordie
Living in the trenches
All I had was a vision
He can’t see it all
Niggas ain’t helping they dawgs
I’m multiplying all my digits
Can’t subtract funds
We gotta add em up
Stack up ya funds
It’s little shordies buying guns
All he wanted was to see hunds
Now he counting up all the ones
Who spoke crazy
Take that ride
He ain’t never coming home
They taking credits
From the youth
Living in the tranches
Tryna get it
How he pose to ball
Is he pose to fall
I was a Shordie
Living in the trenches
All I had was a vision
He can’t see it all
Niggas ain’t helping they dawgs
I’m multiplying all my digits
Can’t subtract funds
We gotta add em up
Stack up ya funds
It’s little shordies buying guns
All he wanted was to see hunds
Now he counting up all the ones
Who spoke crazy
Take that ride
He ain’t never coming home
I was 15 and I was grown
Been could hold it on my own
Been hitting momma phone
Man I gotta put her own
She been working so long
I been going so strong
You just gotta hold on
I put my pain in every song
But it ain’t pain in every song
Cause God done blessed me in some good ways
With some good days
Sunshine wash the rain away
I’m seeing better days
In due time
Ima let it rain
Ain’t no hesitate
One shot
We gone let it rain
I need a Bessel face
Bust down
Put it in her face
She got exotic taste
So when I see her
Ask her how it taste
And we don't go on dates
But ima show her what this money make
And how this money talk
And when I talk gold on my teeth
Bleeding on my feet
But it ain’t bragging
God be blessing me
I let my Blessings speak
One word
We gone let it speak
One code
Jwett for weeks
One spoof
Clean a sweep
No script
Got the bins
Smack for giffys
Come home wit 10
They taking credits
From the youth
Living in the tranches
Trying to get it
How he pose to ball
Is he pose to fall
I was a Shordie
Living in the trenches
All I had was a vision
He can’t see it all
Niggas ain’t helping they dawgs
I’m multiplying all my digits
Can’t subtract funds
Gotta add em up
Stack up ya funds
It’s little shordies buying guns
All he wanted was to see hunds
Now he counting up all the ones
Who spoke crazy
Take that ride
He ain’t never coming home

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