Trenches

[Intro: Suigeneris] Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah ForeignGotEm [Chorus: Suigeneris] I got out the trenches, we all good Bodies stay dropping in my hood Gotta stay hungry, piranha Keep me a stick like Nirvana Came in with a big strap, this ain't no baby AK Had to lay that bitch down, I got that, call it mayday [Verse 1: Suigeneris] We cannot rock with that fuck shit you talkin' That means you get wet up in public That chopper on me, don't got time for no bluffin' Stop callin' my phone, ain't no takin' a budget Thought you was my brother but turned to a cousin How these motherfuckers gon' switch? Money turned you to a bitch I turned to a savage and then I got rich I be the shoulder they cryin' on Same person that they be lyin' on Every time they playin' my songs Say that I'm cap and don't write 'em I'ma just talk my shit Every thing said, I believe, I would die for Lovin' me now 'cause I got it They all out of pocket, they snake when the lights on Know you won't ride for me, baby, don't cry for me When I'm down six feet in the grave, I know my time's coming I know that shit changed when the money came, and I'm fine with that I don't need none of these people around me, they fake, I despise all that Gotta keep a nine in the back 'cause the truck go slow, the world is cold I was steady in them trenches with my bro, the nights is cold Said we all gon' make it out, and those are words I swore DG Gang, they ain't gon' fuck with us, we go to war, yeah [Chorus: Suigeneris] I got out the trenches, we all good Bodies stay dropping in my hood Gotta stay hungry, piranha Keep me a stick like Nirvana Came in with a big strap, this ain't no baby AK Had to lay that bitch down, I got that, call it mayday [Verse 2: NLE Choppa] I came out the trenches, I came out the struggle You fuck with my brothers, I'ma have to hurt you I was grindin' alone, you know I was workin' I was deep in that water, you know I was surfin' When Geno died, it left me in shock I prayed to my bullies and put 'em in Glocks Ain't sell no dope, ain't sell no rocks I picked up the mic, since then, ain't stop If I lose another nigga, I'ma crash out with this pistol Them 7.62's look like mini-missiles Like the end of the school day, I put 'em in dismissal Bullets hit a nigga's skin like he gettin' tickled Them Percs numb the pain, I can't feel a thing And I was stuck up in that storm, you can feel the rain And bitch, you hear it in my voice, I was strugglin' with force I ain't really have no choice, I wipe his nose, ain't show no remorse Lost a few niggas 'cause the trenches, road to the riches I'm swervin' lane to lane, I'm tryna get my digits Last month I was broke, I thank the Lord for "Shotta Flow" I was close to crashing out, the rap ain't work, I was spazzin' out [Chorus: Suigeneris] I got out the trenches, we all good Bodies stay dropping in my hood Gotta stay hungry, piranha Keep me a stick like Nirvana Came in with a big strap, this ain't no baby AK Had to lay that bitch down, I got that, call it mayday