TRENCH BABY ft. Sy Mosquiat & Yog Jp Lyrics

Look this music shit you got going on

It don't come around every fucking day

When a mother fucker like you make it

We all make it

Listen I told you how to get into the drug game

Now I'm tell you how to get the fuck out

You don't have a record deal

Then go out and get one

But you're not going back on the block

Trench baby for real

My dawg gotta see something different

Got to get him out the field

And he just bought a new stick

I know he waiting to spill

I told him that we need some M&M's

So he gotta chill

And I done watch niggas get on from my city

Meek PNB

Supposed to be on BET that's where I'm gonna be

And you can see all in my face gun all on my waist

Hope not none of these niggas play

I ain't trying to send'em dead

He ain't a rapper he a taker

Said King Von was his favorite

He's so obsessed with sliding that he can't focus on paper

And everybody around him tell him stay up in the studio

And leave the murders alone but if they call him he gonna do it though

He met a big Exec he said I'm fucking with you lock me in

Come up to the office in two weeks youngin' you hot as shit

But two weeks that's a long time

You might have picked the wrong time

Cause he just put a tracker on a Bentley and it's online

His man said it's a rich nigga car so he cased it

He checked the location on the tracker and he chased it

Follow him pacing speed up racing

Taking everything if he resist he gonna erase him

He watched where he parked and he parked the block from him

Walked up from behind and he put the glock on him

He tried to take everything his keys and his watch on him

He tried to fight so he pushed it and put some shots on him

Trench baby for real

My dawg gotta see something different

Got to get him out the field

And he just bought a new stick

I know he waiting to spill

I told him that we need some M&M's

So he gotta chill

And I done watch niggas get on from my city

Meek PNB

Supposed to be on BET that's where I'm gonna be

And you can see all in my face gun all on my waist

Hope not none of these niggas play

I ain't trying to send'em dead

I said shit he hit a lick he happy, put him in the game

Next morning went to SKRT SKRT grabbed him a chain

He popping mad shit like these niggas ain't in my lane

A week later all the bad bitches now know his name

Seeing all this fame got him feeling like yo I did it

Wait til' this Exec see he got him a rapper image

Went from wanting Balenciaga to trapping in them

He looking down on Levi it's only Amiri denim

Two weeks had done passed and no call from the rap Exec

This game is full of fakes he like fuck it whatchu expect

His man like he might have been busy just call his office

He said fuck it looked through his contact numbers and called him

Hi I got a meeting with Drew I think he forgot me

Sorry no Drew got killed in an armed robbery

They said his car was being tracked and haven't found the shooter

Who would've thought his last kill would've killed his own future

Thinking its a game we come to where you lay

(Come to where you lay)

She thought I wasn't lame I flew her out the Bay

(I flew her out the Bay)

I keep it all on me I ain't never need no safe

(Never need no safe)

They think they running up it's two shots to the face

Me and my niggas give a fuck who ride with us

We the ones spinning they play D Kawhi Leonard

Talking about your ass and now your fucking top missing

Oh they thought I fell off aye bitch I'm fucking timeless