My life it been crazy way i grew up Seen a lot

Influenced by drugs and candle lights Was on the block

Everybody tote thirties and putting Switches on them glocks

You earn your respect you shoot a Bucket score a op

No peace with the opposition the Killing it wont stop

Rolling sixty like nipsey two thirties Ima let It pop

For they do me like brodie i seen him Stiff inside a box

Love for the gang promised i take em To the top

Once we made it out the trenches

We made it out the trenches

We made it out the trenches

We made it out the trenches

We made it out the trenches

We made it out the trenches

Ain't have him no guidance could've Went pro he took a shot

Surrounded by murder and all his Friends they onna plot

They spinning on **** told him he Pussy if you not

Got low self esteem he wear a ski Over his top

Started popping them percys it make It easier to drill

He cry all alone feel like nobody care Foreal

Dont listen to momma lost his respect For who she is

Searching tryna find love he never Felt to know its real

Jump straight in that water to up his Rank like navy seals

In his home it was broken so he aint Never play the crib

Always kicked out of school started Rebelling as a kid

He got old in the system they start to Judge for what he did

See his life it been crazy way he grew Up seen a lot

Influenced by drugs and candle lights Was on the block

Everybody tote thirties and putting Switches on them glocks

You earn your respect you shoot a Bucket score a op

No peace with the opposition the Killing it wont stop

Rolling sixty like nipsey two thirties Ima let It pop

For they do me like brodie i seen him Stiff inside a box

Love for the gang promised i take em To the top

Once we made it out the trenches

We made it out the trenches

We made it out the trenches

We made it out the trenches

We made it out the trenches

We made it out the trenches

Dont see his potential he never fit in With the crowd

Ain't believe in hisself his own Brother put him down

And his pop gave up on him told him He end up in a jail

Trying hard to succeed but life been Causing him to fail

Bout respect and his honor but loyalty Thats in his veins

Risk it all for his bruddas he catch a Op and let it bang

And the city wont help us they want Us locked up in the grave

They ain't teaching us writing but life Sentence what they gave

I got love for the trenches middle of Shootouts i was made

High speeds from the police and toting Guns at early age

Bullet wounds on my bruddahs put Ptsd in my brain

Oppas watching my post they catch Me they gone do the same

My life it been crazy way i grew

Up seen a lot

Influenced by drugs and candle Lights was on the block

Everybody tote thirties and putting Switches on them glocks

You earn your respect you shoot a Bucket score a op

No peace with the opposition the Killing it wont stop

Rolling sixty like nipsey two thirties Ima Let It pop

For they do me like brodie i seen him Stiff inside a box

Love for the gang promised i take em To the top

Once we made it out the trenches

We made it out the trenches

We made it out the trenches

We made it out the trenches

We made it out the trenches

We made it out the trenches