Trenches (feat. Hylan Starr)

VVS diamonds, just look at the stone

Nah, I ain't switchin' my rights, know I'm still with the same team, M-A-D, them the bros

'Member that time I was walkin' through Cascade Park and the Glock was sittin' right on the floor

I was a young **** when I had hit my first lick, had to be around thirteen years old

I come from the trenches where they trappin' all day

Steady grindin', tryna make a way, yeah

I come from the trenches (Why the hell LD 'dem gone?)

My **** died right up in my face, yeah

I come from the trenches

The trenches, the trenches

The trenches, the trenches (M-A-D)

The trenches, the trenches

The trenches, the trenches (Why the hell my dawg ain't home?)

Yeah, huh, just in case big bro 'dem call

I gotta keep me some money on debit and credit, they know I'm gon' answer the phone

Too many problems, if money don't solve 'em, I roll up your partner and get him a morgue

So many choppers, if he want a problem, I bet he won't pop it and let it be known

Young **** cash for a twenty in twenties and go out to Lenox, spent ten on some clothes

I was just talkin', I hear that my brother, he say he been fightin', got put in the hole

Rest in peace to Draco, fucked up how that police took his soul

I come from the ghetto, I can't let no **** steer me wrong

I come from the trenches where they trappin' all day

Steady grindin', tryna make a way, yeah

I come from the trenches (Why the hell LD 'dem gone?)

My **** died right up in my face, yeah

I come from the trenches

The trenches, the trenches

The trenches, the trenches

The trenches, the trenches

The trenches, the trenches (Why the hell my dawg ain't home?)

He had a fetish for throwin' the dice

He probably run up a hundred on CeeLo, then lose it all back by the end of the night

He probably thought it was over when he saw his name on them cases that they had indicted

They probably thought that I wasn't gon' be shit until the promotor put me on a flier

Fuck whoever don't like it

(M-A-D), VVS diamonds, just look at the stone

Nah, I ain't switchin' my rights, know I'm still with the same team, M-A-D, them the bros

'Member that time I was walkin' through Cascade Park and the Glock was sittin' right on the floor

I was a young **** when I had hit my first lick, had to be around thirteen years old

I come from the trenches where they trappin' all day

Steady grindin', tryna make a way, yeah

I come from the trenches (Why the hell LD 'dem gone?)

My **** died right up in my face, yeah

I come from the trenches

The trenches, the trenches

The trenches, the trenches (M-A-D)

The trenches, the trenches

The trenches, the trenches (Why the hell my dawg ain't home?)

The trenches, the trenches

Gotta make a way

Gotta make a way, I gotta make a way