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Trenches (feat. Jerry Jondo)

by Araine T-Jay

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Snoozing in these cold sections Residing in these cold trenches I'm dreaming on a profession Where there's lavish living no stressing Where there's lavish living no stressing No stressing Snoozing in these cold sections Residing in these cold trenches I'm dreaming on a profession Where there's lavish living no stressing Where there's lavish living no stressing No stress Snoozing in these cold sections Me and my dawgs I'm talking bout riding round aimless after dark Me and my dawg named Me The other, Too Raw Me, Too Raw, gon kill em with the bars Me so slick, burning like a Quasar Came through, sweeping with the broom, and the A R Tjay coming different with the lyrics What'd you say bruh? Remember days putting all my troubles in the paper Burning down a wick or two Got the incense in my room Bout to make a demon moan Point me to the money too Yea I came up out the mud But I walk the money talk Say she's never seen a gangster Staring at me kind of hard Kinda different with the lyrics Kinda different with the bars We've been digging through the trenches While we dreaming bout the stars Shout out all my haters turned gangsters Y'all be the reasons that I bang Snoozing in these cold sections Residing in these cold trenches I'm dreaming on a profession Where there's lavish living no stressing Where there's lavish living no stressing No stressing Snoozing in these cold sections Residing in these cold trenches I'm dreaming on a profession Where there's lavish living no stressing Where there's lavish living no stressing No stress I am walking money And I heard That Munnyville is where I will be murdered But I'll also make a billion off a merger Well if I gotta do it for the merger Then imma be the guy committing purge Was down there in the ghetto with the burden But now we be flying with the birds them Freer than the Caribs at the world's end The battle and the scars are my worth and It's bleakly in the winter night In summer I might thaw From walking with no shoes, never E in my car Flipping all this green, put the green on my lawn Flipping all this motherfucking green, put the motherfucking green, on my motherfucking lawn If you know what I motherfucking mean

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