Trench Pain Lyrics

What you know about that struggle nigga

No cable a bunch of DVDs

When I walk up out my house I see a nigga serving fiends

I might not make it to my couch after doing these few things

I might not see my dukes again 'cause it's niggas that envy

It's niggas out here who just kill you 'cause they see you chasing dreams

It's niggas out here who just hate you 'cause they peep what you achieved

I swear this shit is like a cycle and it's made for pain

I just gotta make it out I can't take the trench pain

I know some niggas suicidal who just trying to slit a vein

I know some niggas out here trapping really serving to the fiends

I know some niggas out here balling really chasing their dreams

I know some niggas living lavish that still claim they in a gang

I know some niggas who got shit must ain't using their brain

I know some niggas down bad who ain't got a place to stay

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Now let me tell this story about this little kid

Yeah he was really good at ball but he ain't never had shit

Never had a pops and his dukes already dead

And the only 14 and he already six foot ten

He was chilling on the block learning from the old heads

Now he's serving on the block with his younging in eighth grade

Upping fye at all the opps until he know they all dead

So no he fleeing from the cops 'cause Fred scared to go to jail

They done crashed out destined child done bumped his head

Why Fred standing tall with Grimy thoughts all through his head

Why destined child laying fighting life inside his bed

But Fred in interrogation

I don't even know what that nigga saying

You said you done it all as a child

He said you'll go to jail

He said you hit him up first

He said it was your call go put him in a hearse

You probably woke up from your coma all lost

You crying for help laying down in handcuffs

You calling for Fred trying to see if he home

But you don't even know no Fred left you all alone

So you know the true story you really knew what had went on

So you know they hit your phone and said that nigga had to go

When you had picked the phone you really told that nigga no

Fred said it's alright I just need a ride bro

What you know about that struggle nigga

No cable a bunch of DVDs

When I walk up out my house I see a nigga serving fiends

I might not make it to my couch after doing these few things

I might not see my dukes again 'cause it's niggas that envy

It's niggas out here who just kill you 'cause they see you chasing dreams

It's niggas out here who just hate you 'cause they peep what you achieved

I swear this shit is like a cycle and it's made for pain

I just gotta make it out I can't take the trench pain

I can't take the pain 'cause the shit like a cycle

I swear this shit like a cycle I swear this shit like a cycle

He trapped all in a cycle yeah

That's a child in a cycle yeah

We lost them all in the cycle woah

I swear we trapped in a cycle