Trenches Lyrics

Go get a job

Go and get a fucking job

How long will you continue doing this shit

How long

Is it not your mate that's driving cars

Buying cars Tunez

Buying lands how long

See Ikenna he bought car the other day

What is your problem

Go and get a job

Job

Job

Amma Trenches boy

There's nothing you can do

That can make this nigga stop

We coming from the bottom

Now we heading to the top

I'm addicted to the hustle

I don't want no distractions

I don't want no fake love

Yeah yeah

Trenches boy

There's nothing you can do

That can make this niggas stop

We coming from the bottom

Now we heading to the top

I'm addicted to the hustle

I don't want no distractions

I don't want no fake love

Yeah yeah

We Superfly

Me and all of my niggas

Gonna hustle till we die

They said

We never gonna make it here

But that's a lie

I just wanna be rich

And count all of

My blessings right on time

So my brothers

Rise and shine

Oh no

See we getting better everyday

And our best is yet to come

We coming from the trenches

But they never believed in us

I just wanna be a billionaire

And put my niggas on

And we fly to the sky

And we never never fall

Filled with so many dreams

Coming from where we come from

They gon kill your self esteem

They wanna see you

Begging for bread

Always on your knees

Wanna see your life moving slow

As though you took codeine

But they failed to realise

Our lives is not designed

To prolly go by their script

I prolly know how it feels

When you patiently

Working and grinding

From night till morning everyday

Hoping to gain

But you turned out to fail

Your mind clouded with pain difficult to concentrate

And those who meant to support you

Apparently the first to hate

I was secretly searching for reasons

For all my mistakes

And everytime you feel like

Chasing your goals you feel derailed

Never let you backgrounds ever

Put your backs on the ground

Since we coming from the trenches

They gon always wanna doubt

Doubting if we got the qualities

To make our parents proud

Focus on making the money

While they keep on chasing clout

Amma Trenches boy

There's nothing you can do

That can make this nigga stop

We coming from the bottom

Now we heading to the top

I'm addicted to the hustle

I don't want no distractions

I don't want no fake love

Yeah yeah

Trenches boy

There's nothing you can do

That can make this niggas stop

We coming from the bottom

Now we heading to the top

I'm addicted to the hustle

I don't want no distractions

I don't want no fake love

Yeah yeah

It always been the trenches

Against the world

Big shoutout to all the niggas

That prolly shared me hotspot

So I could stay online

And keep up with all the grind

I'm active bring the deals

And all of our pending jobs

Oh no

As you can see

We've been grinding in mud

In the mud

So when you see me shining

Don't you ever call it luck

Call it luck

Being broke is so depressing

That's why we smoke a blunt

Working for countless nights

So the money gonna come

Either you stepping up

Or you stepping aside

My secret appetite for success

Never satisfied

Mentally enhancing the muscle

Of my most inner talents

Is the currency I was paid

For the patience I exercised

No need for us competing

I've got Garri bring your soup

Tryna doing my best

In prolly enhancing my hustle

This shit is breaking me

Taking me to the point

I be feeling so puzzled

Why some people born into riches

And poverty make others crumble

And we might end up going to jail

Just cuz of a facial expression

Police feeling so threatened

When they see us

Making this income

Billings from every angle

This shits be lacking emotions

Big shoutout to my brothers

Soon we gon be making this billions

Amma Trenches boy

There's nothing you can do

That can make this nigga stop

We coming from the bottom

Now we heading to the top

I'm addicted to the hustle

I don't want no distractions

I don't want no fake love

Yeah yeah

Trenches boy

There's nothing you can do

That can make this niggas stop

We coming from the bottom

Now we heading to the top

I'm addicted to the hustle

I don't want no distractions

I don't want no fake love

Yeah yeah

Trenches boy

Oh oh oh trenches boy

Oh oh oh trenches boy

UGO Undisputed Great One

Amma Trenches boy

Amma Trenches boy