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Them trentches, them trentches Them trentches Bands on designer cook up in the kitchen Them trentches Hundred thou feel like a milly I Kid Cudi
If them bands happen to come up short I make it work If them bricks happen to come up short I make it work If they send trentches purple, I make it
wait Nigga say he want a bag But that ain't what it take Stay down in the trentches Nigga I'm straight I can go back to juggin, nigga I'm straight Stay
the pictures see the vision Had to get it out the kitchen Bought the forign in the trentches Had to customise the engen Rappers see me with Gevenchi I might pay
pointing at you saying man down I don't gotta just scared to I hear that you lit, critics That mean I shoot I came from the bottom trentches Them bitches
the trentches I ain't even tryna stop Tryna take it straight to the top I'm tryna take you to places where It's hot in the winter I remember serial for breakfast
from the trentches, The bottom straight outta memphis Spent 50 on ammunition the glocks come wit extensions The OG hitting and the fish scale swimming
to try Them niggas that i roll with Im praying ion step on nobody They see me blowing up thats why ion fuck with nobody I really came from the trentches i
Privilage Remember i was broke had to ride up in the ditches Slide Up In THE TRENTCHES Now Me And My Gold, give you Ray Charles symptoms OBEY stay wetter than
the trentches, we mobbin it Who else is the hottest, nigga Get out my bidness, nigga You don't know nothin bout me Imma tell you one thang, that's For sure,
trentches What I call home, New Orlands Where half of us is under survalance Some of our houses is still under deep water Can't control the weather But do
no cap, a Factual reference I Wrote these bars from all my Scars, in all them actual Trentches When i acknowledge the Foolish, cuz Its in my power
bout Survive bullet holes cut throater snitches and droughts From the trentches all I ever had was a dream I tried to work a job sorry mom that ain't
shawty in them trentches I was in middle school workin' them benches I was in high school servin' my teachers Substitue teachin Finness his ass He was
a nigga do it Niggas equipped with the green beams If you fuck up a trentches just become a body I just hope I reach a level different from niggas Cause I'm
a boatload of bitches I got caught up in the trentches, lil baby Let's get it All my bitches bad They look just like models All my bitches bad They look just
fit in my pockets I spend it, I spend it Pour a double cup up, pour it up That gang life, them niggas in the trentches Screamin thug life, gettin them
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