From the Trenches Lyrics

I come from the trenches, been there since a kid, the Og's strapping the youngins with sigs

Bro locked up, can't even see his kids and trapped in a cell ain't no way to live

I been high off the pills, when my mind gone Money G hold the steel

I really wanna go chase me a mill

You in my way, you can die for real

Eyes low, smoke got me lit up

Shit on low, go get up

We putting shit in the shitter so I know why niggas diss us

I know why niggas mad, because it's ten of they man's with a tag

Fuck the gram I been chasing the bag

I really got 10k in a mag

I really rap when I'm bored but this shit might get the neck on froze

Ain't even checking the score, I'm tired of beefing, the shit getting old

I can tell you right now, if I don't post, I'm dead or in that mode

Niggas checking on me but won't pull a fact out, nigga we know who told

I get tired of my bitch she erky, but I won't hesitate to get diamonds

We know you lor niggas lurking, look for me come find em

Jump out, hit at the porch, they dying, look at the pressure applying

Tell me why you niggas hiding, tell me why y'all dick riding

I come from the trenches, been there since a kid, the Og's strapping the youngins with sigs

Bro locked up, can't even see his kids and trapped in a cell ain't no way to live

I been high off the pills, when my mind gone Money G hold the steel

I really wanna go chase me a mill

You in my way, you can die for real

Eyes low, smoke got me lit up

Shit on low, go get up

We putting shit in the shitter so I know why niggas diss us

I know why niggas mad, because it's ten of they man's with a tag

Fuck the gram I been chasing the bag

I really got 10k in a mag