Trenches
Lyrics
Really came out them trenches
Fuck the fame we want riches yea
Went though the pain now I'm feeling numb
Watch how you talk on them phones
They tapping and they listening to our calls
I'm tryna run it up before you get home
Got a bag on my own
Ain't no nigga put me on
Can't say much when we be talking
But you know I get em' gone
Still working my telephone
Stand behind yo' rights and wrongs
Ma I know you proud I had a daughter I hate that you gone
Say don't question god but I'm like damn why you take Red and O's
We gone beat the odds I played my part go ask my brother Poe
Swear we had it hard but I went harder I won't ever fold
Used to hit my knees and pray to God he guide me on this road
Came from trapping at them stores
Now I pull-up cop a load
Throw em' in the trunk so if they pull me they won't smell the odor
Put some time in and if I want to I go flood the Rollie
Stayed down for it in them trenches they couldn't knock my focus
Chasing millions for a better living they can't stop the chosen
Never had my hand out like these niggas OG pop it on em'
Really came from nothing pocket watching yeah it's profit homie
Sit back and they watching can't you see I went and got the money
Run this shit up by my lonely
Keep my distance nigga's phony
Never stun' these bitches cause you know they only here for money
Million dollar nigga I just got to go and get the money
Never rushing to it I can't do it if my feelings funny
Really came out them trenches
Fuck the fame we want riches yea
Went though the pain now I'm feeling numb
Watch how you talk on them phones
They tapping and they listening to our calls
I'm tryna run it up before you get home
Got a bag on my own
Ain't no nigga put me on
Can't say much when we be talking
But you know I get em' gone
Still working my telephone
Stand behind yo' rights and wrongs
Ma I know you proud I had a daughter I hate that you gone
Really came out them trenches
Fuck the fame we want riches yea
Went though the pain now I'm feeling numb
Watch how you talk on them phones
They tapping and they listening to our calls
I'm tryna run it up before you get home
Got a bag on my own
Ain't no nigga put me on
Can't say much when we be talking
But you know I get em' gone
Still working my telephone
Stand behind yo' rights and wrongs
Ma I know you proud I had a daughter I hate that you gone
Say don't question god but I'm like damn why you take Red and O's
We gone beat the odds I played my part go ask my brother Poe
Swear we had it hard but I went harder I won't ever fold
Used to hit my knees and pray to God he guide me on this road
Came from trapping at them stores
Now I pull-up cop a load
Throw em' in the trunk so if they pull me they won't smell the odor
Put some time in and if I want to I go flood the Rollie
Stayed down for it in them trenches they couldn't knock my focus
Chasing millions for a better living they can't stop the chosen
Never had my hand out like these niggas OG pop it on em'
Really came from nothing pocket watching yeah it's profit homie
Sit back and they watching can't you see I went and got the money
Run this shit up by my lonely
Keep my distance nigga's phony
Never stun' these bitches cause you know they only here for money
Million dollar nigga I just got to go and get the money
Never rushing to it I can't do it if my feelings funny
Really came out them trenches
Fuck the fame we want riches yea
Went though the pain now I'm feeling numb
Watch how you talk on them phones
They tapping and they listening to our calls
I'm tryna run it up before you get home
Got a bag on my own
Ain't no nigga put me on
Can't say much when we be talking
But you know I get em' gone
Still working my telephone
Stand behind yo' rights and wrongs
Ma I know you proud I had a daughter I hate that you gone
Writer(s): Og Mal
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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