079 Trench Babies

Pickin' up pieces, I reap it, I sow it How can I lie, ain't no stoppin' my motion

Gun on the table, she pick it up, fuck me She throwin' ass, I'm throwin' money

I'm all alone, but she my lil' shorty Dunking like Obi mouth gold like a trophy

Toppin' this shit, the score 30 or better Dub like the Ward, heart cold like the Raq

Lil Kevo my brother, he shoot somethin' for me

You don't want nothin' with my shorty 24 years and countin

Killa was there, he tell you Cam was there, he tell you

The center would bust on Larry Long live Tece Shit Crazy

Long live Gov and Reeski Long live Coop, my brother

I'm motivated like more than ever Laser focus, targets hittin

Tesla trucks and green Ferraris Used to ride Honda in college

Now it's 26 M's or better Used to Best Western parties

Now we four seasons sluts Get in that mode and I run up that bag

They hatin' on me, yeah, I know how they do Mama lose, cause I'm walkin' alone

She tellin' me, baby, I'm worried bout you If I get defeated, I'm takin' my L

Then runnin' it back just like Travis would do

At Killa Mama house, we put it on wax He made the beats, we laid the tracks

Long live her soul, that's broski, I got him My mama, your mama, the same, go to Cam

We was just shorties, stuck in a jam We made it out, family's proud

Cam had a son, my brother a dad Carson, you got the best mom and dad

Pickin' up pieces, I reap it, I sow it How can I lie, ain't no stoppin' my motion

Gun on the table, she pick it up for me She throwin' ass, I'm throwin' money

I'm all alone, but she my lil' shorty Dunk it like Obi mouth gold like a trophy

Toppin' this shit, the score 30 or better Dub like the Ward, heart cold like the Raq