Selling Dreams

[Intro] Kieran Nash Beats R14 [Pre-Chorus] In the trenches, if you slip, you know what that means That's why my cutters by my side and it never leaves She gotta give me face first like a pedigree I’d rather sell B and white than be selling dreams In the trenches, if you slip, you know what that means That's why my cutters by my side and it never leaves She gotta give me face first like a pedigree I'd rather sell B and whitе than be selling dreams [Verse 1] My old school friеnds shocked now Told them that I gotta pick Catch a pussy slipping, that’s just suttin' that I gotta dip Don't listen to my paigons please, them man there chat a lot of shit They say they don't fuck with 12, **** does the opposite I don't mind the politics as long as I got peace for waps Niggas talking wicked, but see, they ain't got no P's for that Nigga talked to bitches about niggas, that's the she in man And still ain’t even hitting, they just bitching for no reason, akh If you’re talking scores, don't trick boy, we’re in the lead Heard my name a couple times, now she's into me Clocked I'm coming up, now she tryna intervene Baby girl, you had your chance Go fuck with them niggas that got beef with me Trouble's ’round the corner, so they four get gripped so easily Never had to say a word, that's why I call easy deep Run up with half a box, that's what I can easy P Switching lanes in sport mode, I think that's just MB in me Trending, but I'm still in the trenches When niggas hate to see you win, they're shit at pretending And for one thing, for sure, the funeral's pending I got young boys tryna get a name and attention [Chorus] In the trench, it's all love when you're broke as fuck Every day's a jail call, I play my unreleased songs And ask them how they holding up Gang sign, my nigga, I still throw it up They're saying it was me on a ped with a pole one up In the trench, it's all love when you're broke as fuck Every day's a jail call, I play my unreleased songs And ask them how they holding up Gang sign, my nigga, I still throw it up They're saying it was me on a ped with a pole one up [Post-Chorus] In the trenches, if you slip, you know what that means That's why my cutters by my side and it never leaves She gotta give me face first like a pedigree I'd rather sell B and white than be selling dreams [Outro] R14