Trenches Lyrics

Nolaboy

I know too many niggas died up in them trenches

I seen too many niggas switch up in them trenches

They only in it for the bread

I ain't talkin' no wheat

If you show too much love

They gon' play you like you weak

Shit get reckless in them trenches

Killas want you neckless for your necklace

In them trenches, everybody ain't your friend

In them trenches, everybody ain't your kin

I just wanna feel love, I know that shit don't come real

And my pops kept it a dub, props for keepin' me real

I'm ten toes to the heel, only trustin' that steel

Too many bitches in the will, he gon' need him a deal

Ain't no snakes around me, I'm in gorilla mode

Nigga toe up bout a fee

Must think I'm dumb like these hoe

Never tossed the bro code

You play, then murder she wrote

I ain't speakin' on no foes

You play, you gon' get exposed

I ain't switchin' on my brothers for fame, I can't change

Surrounded by these flonkys

Like a line, he ain't straight

Ape shit, I go dumb, all retarded and shit

A bad song could get a couple Ms

I ain't respectin' that shit

Flame his block, he got that glock off the stove

Forever ridin' with my bros, if they right or they wrong

Behind my pops, it's all smoke, I don't care what you know

La bitch, I'm solid to the bone

You ain't gon' play with my woah

You ain't gon'

I know too many niggas died up in them trenches

I seen too many niggas switch up in them trenches

They only in it for the bread

I ain't talkin' no wheat

If you show too much love

They gon' play you like you weak

Shit get reckless in them trenches

Killas want you neckless for your necklace

In them trenches, everybody ain't your friend

In them trenches, everybody ain't your kin

He want boss it like his pa, but he ain't makin' no moves

Heard he tried to do him bad, but the plan ain't go thru

I be tryin' to keep it cool, lesson learnt, you can't trust a soul

Niggas screamin' gang gang, the feds gon' build a RICO

Youngin' get a thrill when he be off of them pills

Free my Gs locked up, I hope they get an appeal

Hard to find real things when you're connected with fake

Hard to grow and levitate when you 'round people that hate

Friends killin' friends, that's how they do you in my city

Mainstream want our slang, I'm only pushin' my city

Forever reppin' my city, New Warleans, that shit be in me

Nun but envy in my city, they gon' hate you in your city, nigga

Nun but envy in my city

They gon' hate you in your city, they gon' hate you in your city, nigga

I know too many niggas died up in them trenches

I seen too many niggas switch up in them trenches

They only in it for the bread

I ain't talkin' no wheat

If you show too much love

They gon' play you like you weak

Shit get reckless in them trenches

Killas want you neckless for your necklace

In them trenches, everybody ain't your friend

In them trenches, everybody ain't your kin