Feed the Trenches Lyrics

You can not be my girl I know who you are I can not be your man love is really hard

I don't know where I'm supposed to start I keep walkin' around with a broken heart

Mama look I swear I'ma be a star I'ma feed the streets this is what they need

What you know about payin' bills when your stomach gon' eat

I'm Big Dawg nigga I'm a different breed When niggas need help they count on me

I'm recordin' music can't afford to fall asleep

For my lil' cousin Eloy man they got him jammed

Why I created what he really good I'm just like damn

I don't know why niggas hate on me they just my fans

Run and turn fake on me I can't get close again

The trenches need me I'ma be a star I'ma shine so bright

Pipin' to the streets this sound so right

Growing up in the hood make you traumatized

Getting used to hearing gunshots at night

Niggas fighting they demons it's the toughest fight

Tell you the truth there's a war zone in my city

I need my AK my drums and titties

I was down bad just asking for a 50

I'm in love with my Smith & Wesson that bitch is pretty

Run and turn we hop in the car we finna make a play

You gotta pull up to her crib so she don't know where you stay

Man I said to myself my social battery is drained

Whenever I order a chicken sandwich I just eat that bitch plain

Girl you crazy if you think I'm finna take you on a date

I ain't blind I can see you playin' in my face

Oh no I ran into a ho first night I met her

She was on go telling me she don't do this

Man this broad think I'm slow

These women be in line why you think my heart is cold

I'ma be this way forever until I get old

Until I get old