Trenches

I'm bringing them racks in They said they was rocking with me But They was capping I looked back niggas was gone I was like happen I'm in a different bag now Than I was Back then Everything round me changed I been working n stacking Gotta go get it Ain't no time be layed up Out here slacking Remember I was down bad Broke as fuck And wasn't happy Now I got these racks Got all these lil hoes Getting at me Sipping red I'm trippie Riding wit a stick yeah You see. my neck n my wrist Cost about 250 Niggas talking down But it's jus cuz I gotta big bag Hit a lick right now And for the whole year I can sit back If a nigga wanna test me On god it's a homicide Some young niggas Pulling up shooting shit like this Columbine Keep a stick on me Every time I come outside When that hate done work Niggas start telling lies Choppa spit from every side If You ain't stepping right Stand on my ten toes Told little nigga step aside I kno these fuck niggas wanna kill me Better get in line These 223s take yo head off N have yo melon flying Pop the maybach trunk on yo ass Like get inside Gotta Prada bag on me And I gotta check inside And my little bitch pussy Drip drip yeah she wet inside Dip in once Had to dive in a second time Had to cop a safe Cuz my bag it getting large Sleep in Versace Dolce gabbana what I'm stepping on And I can't leave my house If I ain't got my Smithern western on Make da wrong move Pistol spit off when my weapon drawn "We come from the trenches We come from the trenches We come from the trenches We come from the trenches We come from the trenches We come from the trenches We come from the trenches We come from the trenches" We from the trench yeah Lean got me bent yeah I was taught to keep shit 100 percent yeah I'm jus tryna run them racks up Till it's endless Ever since I got on my shit It feel like I'm friendless I was talkin Facts They said I was cappin every sentence Till ice my wrist n neck N stated backing them Benz's I just been dripping Like a lake a with no fishes Been putting in pain So I can full fill All my wishes Keep my mind on my money I mind my business Got couple plans Hope they work out like some fitness I been down bad for so long God my witness Stood on my ten toes on my own Then I switched it I'm putting up racks for kids And ain't got no kids yet If I can't count up 50 million I ain't rich yet Jus crash the Benz N I can't wait to get my bitch back Couple niggas went against the grain N ain't with that Pop the maybach trunk on yo ass Like get inside Gotta Prada bag on me And I gotta check inside And my lil bitch pussy Drip drip yeah she wet inside Dip in once Had to dive in a second time Had to cop a safe Cuz my bag is getting large Sleep in Versace Dolce gabbana what I'm stepping on N I can't leave my house If I ain't got my Smithern western on Make da wrong move Pistol spit off when my weapon drawn "We come from the trenches We come from the trenches We come from the trenches We come from the trenches We come from the trenches We come from the trenches We come from the trenches We come from the trenches"