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trenchec

Trenches" Look— We ain't had nothin’, just hunger and pain, Winter was cold, we was out in the rain. Pops wasn’t there, he got caught in the game, Big bro was trappin', got locked for the cane. Jumped off the porch, had to get it myself, Taught by the streets, I ain’t ask for no help. Kept me a blicky, the steel on my belt, Ops come around, better pray for they health. Lil' shorty was wildin', I stayed on a mission, Shootin' like Curry, but never went fishin’. Caught me a case, had to sit in detention, Judge gave me time, but I needed the lesson. Back on the block and I’m smarter than ever, Took all them losses, but now I’m like, "Never." Loyalty deep, it’s just me and my brothers, Slide for each other, don’t care ’bout no others. She say she love me, but love get you killed, Told her, "Don’t trip, I got trauma to heal." Money bring envy, these vultures gon’ squeal, So I keep it tight when I’m out in the field. Grew up with killers, got stories for days, Funerals normal, we stuck in our ways. They think it’s rap, but I’m talkin’ real pain, Blood on my hands, got some dirt on my name. Came out the gutter, just look where I’m at, Used to have nothin', now pockets is fat. Still got the scars that remind me of back When I couldn’t sleep from the sound of a Mac. Pray for my soul ‘cause I know that it’s dark, Demons been creepin', they tear me apart. Tatted my story, it's all on my skin— If I go today, know I died for my kin

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