Yeah, yeah, maneuvering through the trenches

Yeah, yeah,

Duckin' detention, I feel the tension, maneuvering through the trenches,

Can't see bro I miss him, bail conditions I'm getting tired of them,

Mom's scared when I free I'll be back in the road again

Start serving dope again,

If I start losing hope again I'll slide with that pole again, I'm clutching that chrome again

Dodging them feds ain't trying to go broke again

Stay low, can't get caught with pole again

I whip in that stove again, I'm running low on friends

Duckin' detention, keep me a weapon

Stay with this smith in the West End

Tired of all these conditions

Wrist on my gang, it just glistens

Fuck on these hoes like I'm Tristan

All of these thots on my Insta

Servin' these buckets, don't kick them

You can get turned to a victim

Duckin' detention, I feel the tension, maneuvering through the trenches,

Can't see bro I miss him, bail conditions, I'm getting tired of them

They got slime on conditions, that shit got me sick

And free, all my dawgs in the kennel, them **** ain't bitch

I got all this baggage on me, and a **** got jet lag from the way I be taking these trips

Bayblade, let it rip, and I'm in the West with a Smith

Duckin' detention, I feel the tension, maneuvering through the trenches,

Can't see bro I miss him, bail conditions I'm getting tired of them,

Mom's scared when I free I'll be back in the road again

Start serving dope again,

If I start losing hope again I'll slide with that pole again, I'm clutching that chrome again

Again, again, I'm on the road and I'm all on my own I never needed no friends

I never needed no friends Them **** need me but bitch I never needed them

**** need me but bitch I never needed them

Pop out on two of your friends, like, bitch is your backing your man's or what?

Or what?

Glizz with a switch, and you know it's automatic

Like I'm in the game with passion

Like AI, ****, I don't need practice

Pop out while these pussy **** laughing

Like how you outrun it, we still overlapping, huh

**** riding my wave, but bitch, I'm the captain now

Bitch, I'm flyer than planes, invest it,

And I bring the bags in now

A **** flew out, but I'm back in now

Like they friend up the kid when I'm back in town

And I'm fucking his bitch, gotta tap in now

He was richer than me, but what happened now

Duckin' detention, I feel the tension, maneuvering through the trenches,

Can't see bro I miss him, bail conditions I'm getting tired of them,

I swear when I'm free I'll be back on the road again

Still serving dope again, If I start losing hope again, I'll slide with that pole again