Trenches Reloaded (feat. Peanut da Don & T.I.)

Uh, yeah, cool, uh, king of the trench shit, can you dig?

Ain't shit

He a street ****, , yeah, I said it, who the fuck said I'ma liar?

Yeah, all the way that way (DJ Gladiator on the track)

Same Nut from over there

Can't fuck with, it's a dirty game

I was right there when them folks did that whoopdy whoop

To little what his name

Couple plays, we finesse

Lotta times, worked the other one

Scrap for it, go blow it

Got my eyes on another one

Heart left a **** early

I had to grow in these trenches

Labels scared of my demeanor

They say all I show is the trenches

Mind your business, get your paper

Keep it low in these trenches

Keep it on you, go for nothing

And what I know from these trenches

I come from nothing, thugga, thugga

You know I stayed in some trouble

Thief in the night was some duct tape

Loaded rifle and a shovel

I survived that jungle

Poor as hell, it wasn't luck

When you starving, you kill for a dollar

Jail or hell for a buck

**** came too wet

So I ain't taking no losses

Let it slide, you a target

Got my game from some bosses

Everything sell itself

'Cause you can't be scared to get out there

You got it hard while you broke

Go ahead and get out there

Pay attention, mind your business

Don't be fucking with them ****

Do your dirt all by your lonely

Same shooter turned witness

Never show the folks the cash

Never show no folks the stash

Respect a man if he deserve it

And never take from who don't have

Same Nut from over there

Can't fuck with, it's a dirty game

I was right there when them folks did that whoopdy whoop

To little what his name

Couple plays, we finesse

Lotta times, worked the other one

Scrap for it, go blow it

Got my eyes on another one

Heart left a **** early

I had to grow in these trenches

Labels scared of my demeanor

They say all I show is the trenches

Mind your business, get your paper

Keep it low in these trenches

Keep it on you, go for nothing

And what I know from these trenches

Respect a man if he deserve it

Never take from who don't have

Came from nothing, started eighty something

Really had to get it out the bottom, though

Please believe a **** had dreams

Stay we trapping like there ain't no tomorrow, though

Remember times got so bad had to borrow dough

Flip me a pack, get a quarter ride

First time I witnessed a homicide

To tell you the truth, I was horrified

Every week another altercation

**** round me, they ain't letting nothing slide

Home invasion get hog tied

Just for shining too hard if you look sweet

Gambling house into the wee hour

Fifty grand on the good weed

Remember dough was a good day

Run the bag up on a good jay

On the spoons seen them cook yay

Broke it down, it was all bait

We trapping money, gotta watch ya smoke it

He need another, he just holla for it

Gotta problem, set, set ride for it

Long live the Don, that way

I remember ****, Nut, can't even lie

But when I hear a voice, think I see his face, yeah

Same Nut from over there

Can't fuck with, it's a dirty game

I was right there when them folks did that whoopdy whoop

To little what his name

Couple plays, we finesse

Lotta times, worked the other one

Scrap for it, go blow it

Got my eyes on another one

Heart left a **** early

I had to grow in these trenches

Labels scared of my demeanor

They say all I show is the trenches

Mind your business, get your paper

Keep it low in these trenches

Keep it on you, go for nothing

And what I know from these trenches

Every dog got his day

You gotta stay down and get yours

The hustle be in you, not on you

Way down in your pores

Lawyer fees be a bitch

Twelve crackers be your peers

A broke **** get fried

Got some bread, couple years

Manslaughter was the case

See one day, see the fat way

They told on her, shorty rolled, yeah

Run for that boy to his last day

Ain't nobody giving nothing to ya

Grind hard or you starve, ****

I be punching thirteen

You just start stealing cars, ****

You either trapping or you rob, ****

Country boys in the cars, ****

That's just what we had going on

Staying alive was a job, ****

Every dream would get large, ****

Every scheme would eat large, ****

Keep it on you, fuck a fade

'Cause every team hit hard, ****

Al Green at the barbecue

Turn on that pocket get shot up

You don't gotta take something down

Ask your plug how he got up

Same Nut from over there

Can't fuck with, it's a dirty game

I was right there when them folks did that whoopdy whoop

To little what his name

Couple plays, we finesse

Lotta times, worked the other one

Scrap for it, go blow it

Got my eyes on another one

Heart left a **** early

I had to grow in these trenches

Labels scared of my demeanor

They say all I show is the trenches

Mind your business, get your paper

Keep it low in these trenches

Keep it on you, go for nothing

And what I know from these trenches