Текст песни
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Ay, turn me up bit in the headphones. Turn my vocals up. Yeah, yeah, Yeah. Here we go. That Hennessy touched me though I'm just a child of them trenches. Every car that drive by got a question. I don't fold under pressure, I just tighten up My grip when there's tension. You know I took a hell of trips and Adventures. I don't understand these suckers, I ain't meant to. Head on a swivel any Time a nigga bend through the corners of this Concrete jungle. We at war, gang, I can't keep humble. Neck deep in the struggle, uh. 'Til my niggas ball like they in the league. And I'm fuckin' on a roll like I want Green. Peckham boy, I can't score for no other Team. And I ain't talkin' 'bout chores, but I'm Goin' clean, uh. All the way up, At the top, it's just us. Nigga, jakes should know freedom is a must. Tryna dodge the graveyard and the cusp. You know it's love a nigga with ya. I'm swingin' with gorillas and apes. Can't walk on that block 'cause that shit got Tape. He ain't comin' home, mama thinkin' he late. Spit that shit, tryna escape. Yeah. Can you relate? Yeah. I was born in them trenches. In Went to war 'bout them friendships. 'Bout Blowin' corn, it was endless. Yeah. I was born in them trenches. I done been through wars just to get here. Nightmares of the trap because I slept there. The first time I saw coke, that was my Best years. Blood and sweat just to get tears. Before I give you little fuckers somethin' to cry For. My name is my name and that's somethin' I'd die for. Live by the eye for a Eye law, tooth for a tooth. I spit bullets for your soul like chicken noodle Soup. Came through with that broom and had bitches On the room, uh. I wasn't sippin' but you Know I had the juice, uh. You from the block? Nigga, give me a proof. Before I let that shit split your dick into Two, uh. Stick and move, G to Satan, Nothin' new. I've been 'bout this from a yute, Like what else could I do? Uh. Fuck nigga, I was born in that trench. I'ma slide for this war 'til it ends. Yeah, yeah. I'm swingin' with gorillas and apes. Can't walk on that block 'cause that shit got Tape. He ain't comin' home, mama thinkin' he late. Spit that shit, tryna escape. Yeah. Can you relate? Yeah. I was born in them trenches. In Went to war 'bout them friendships. Friendships. Blowin' corn, it was endless. Yeah. I was born in them trenches. Yeah.
Tiny Boost — Trenches
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