(SONG NAME:):BASIC NIGGAS 🦧

(SONG NAME:):BASIC NIGGAS 🦧 (INTRO) Gang they ain't see the struggle when the fridge was dry when mama wiped tears ,but she still stayed strong inisde, Now am chasing every dream that I wrote in the dark.Every scar in my life left a mark from the Mud.. --------------------------------------------------------------- HOOK: Late nights in the trenches, rain hitting on the roof had nothing in this life,mama praying for the truth, we was praying for a blessing praying just for food grew up eating noodles they almost fried my noodles. --------------------------------------------------------------- Verse 1: D.rose trench-baby they almost took my life but gods child,whenever I write these songs feels like am dowin wrong but never wrong cause I was born soldier boy told you boy myself and bronem chilling on the porch ,seen weird shxt all that ,had a lot of love for that,I had too much love for her,stupid bitch never appreciate, left us stun too much whoring on that .. with the basic niggas, rats on god,daddy was a bitch nigga i ain't capin on that ,god does miracles I heard.. --------------------------------------------------------------- Verse 2: Niggas say,promise alot shit but when the time comes.. they never shine or show,D.rose the Mud boy never lacking,they done took all of my clothes and my bed gave a fxck about it,god you go take care of them niggas I remember late nights in the studio spent the whole day trying to come up something, them niggas laughed at me said I was joke,keep that same energy when we shinning brighter than the stars, All these scars made me wise Trench-kid yeahh am always spitting facts on gang. --------------------------------------------------------------- HOOK: Late nights in the trenches, rain hitting on the roof had nothing in this life, Mama praying for the truth, we was praying for a blessing praying just for food, grew up eating noodles they almost fried my noodles Huh --------------------------------------------------------------- Verse 3: Soo much for the love,but we lost it,feelings down the drain,no love for the trenches,cant even hustle in the trenches in the streets drugs from left to right , Crack niggas from right to left robbing,stealing and stabbing dont give a fxck young or old they soo cold. they soo old and cold,raw niggas never respect the code Rose entertainment put that on ma mama gang .. --------------------------------------------------------------- (OUTRO) Gangsters i love... Real...niggas I respect... The hustlers....I bow.... Rats,roaches,Snitches....we don't fxck with that.... This a rose entertainment....man....