TRENCHES (feat. TALIBAN)

I'm the **** pushing packs I met you at the laundry mat

I had xos I had OG I got Flaka alla Dat

I ain't have what u would call a conscience we can't call it that

I was running up in houses at fourteen we all in black

I got kicked out at fifteen for bringing all the stolens back

Ran from helicopters ducking thru the woods I knew the map

Put a black tee on my face then pull the sleeves round back and wrap

That girl had me on a tour and I ain't talking back to back

Caught a gun charge in the elements I'm moving trap to trap

Moved to Cali sent some boxes in the mail and tracked the pack

I got tools and we can turn this bitch into sanghanistan

I got1 fades for any opp who wanna see me hand to hand

I'm printing bands I'm pushing bands

I'm getting bands I built a brand

You know the vision show the only show these other **** spam

If they said we wasn't Ballin you believed em you got scammed

Bitch we Ballin globe trotter and1-NBA jam

Straight out them trenches leave you traumatized yea

Same way Sun don't shine but the rain come all the time

Say Have you ever seen you brother die? Yea

I seen the pain in yo eyes you lived a long long time

I think the devil creeping on me tryna take my soul

All black yea you know We put them sticks on the road

And everything we touch get sewed up

everywhere we you know that they know it's us

GANG

I'm that **** that you heard of round the way that got the plates

Pull up on you with a twenty now you really lifting weights

Send a bitch to drop the work

you might never see my face

If she get pulled over she gon act like fifty first dates

Ruthless shit

Left her for a newer bitch I'm thru with this

Broke her back

Made her bag out fiftiess now she uberin

I'm shooting shit if any **** cross me like a crucifix

Bullets sound like area codes 762s moving in

My **** said he watched news to see is own mugshot

I told 'em I don't watch the news it feel like bad luck dog

Rapper **** think they can't get touched u get the club popped

have a **** bleeding till his lungs stop

Yea I used to banzai the brick that mean I stir fried the work

Dog, I fast talk the clerk

Dog I wiped blood in church

I was Ballin offa pitching they forgot I stole first

When u come from what I come from nothing hurts

Straight out them trenches leave you traumatized yea

Same way Sun don't shine but the rain come all the time

Say Have you ever seen you brother die? Yea

I seen the pain in yo eyes you lived a long long time

I think the devil creeping on me tryna take my soul

All black yea you know We put them sticks on the road

And everything we touch get sewed up

everywhere we you know that they know it's us

GANG