Song parody of
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
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