Trenches

[Intro: Suigeneris]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

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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