ace lit - trenches lyrics
aye
i was raised in the trenches you know that
f+ck around buy a house when i go back
new gun too big can’t fold that
aye
thats 3 more zips bro roll that
i swing that door like a doorman
ace love his lean you know that
aye
don’t know why these n+ggas don’t like me
prolly cause they lil b+tch like me
and deep down he wanna be just like me
can’t tell me sh+t bout gang
juiceboy astro same thang
foe nem gone slide bang
get wet trynna walk in the rain
get wet gotta play with the b+tch
my wrist that pot gone spin
hamsam ass n+ggas bе fu
profit on the cam gone shoot
thot b+tch be loving thе crew
but after the weekend it’s over
she come and go cry on yo shoulder
i tell her hold on i don’t hold her
my paper in pocket like folders
my diamonds is rocky a boulder
but imma just be a lil bolder
i call you lil bro but you older
b+tch imma professional roller
start making it clap magnolia
my whole gang in the movie grown ups
i was stuck in the mud like knee deep
bring that smoke outside like a t p
astro i’m fly no et
check in online gotta cc
only say it one time no repeats
stay on my line take it easy
just one more time you don’t need me
take a b+tch back in time like bc
bro sold his lines he don’t drink lean
lil bird on the phone trynna tweet me
when i get that check bro freeze me
cause they at my neck it ain’t easy
aye uh
they know imma threat cuz i’m him
start shooting i do it again
they wasn’t with us in the gym
and we wasn’t aiming at rims
gotta go back to the slums
cause i owe that
get a f+ck n+gga gone
and standing on sh+t like some
godd+mn doormats
aye
aye just chill
bands on me
all blue
humble
flex my sh+t i do
blue cameras on top of them poles
you already know
how young n+ggas do
she rocking with me
i boosted her confidence
neglected the b+tch
like she was a opp
can’t sit in one spot
had a beam on my head
ain’t say that sh+t for clout
n+ggas know
i get in
then i’m out
n+ggas was taking shorties out
filled the whole d+mn block with doubt
rest up marco
let me get that out
let me pop my sh+t
let me talk real fast
it’s kharoo don
wit a double o
some like bond with
the double o
smoove like bond
i might take double hoes
this the life we choose
too cold
any b+tch i got
too bad
i know
too bad my heart on froze
love my b+tch
she still could fold
trust issues i got unfolding
been that n+gga
in case you ain’t notice
i reek of this sh+t
it’s potent
pen smooth
like a poet
aye
how many you n+ggas is real
get
jammed no cap
won’t squeal
went broke for a b+tch
that’s real
break bread for my n+ggas
who here
yeah
let me tell you how sh+t could go
you on point to a t
get hit in the t++th
they mock yo funeral
yeah
bad b+tch might take yo heart
you give that b+tch all you got
then boom you back to the start
cause this the trenches
they form malice
then we lose potential n+ggas
they all in they feelings
over sh+t that’s not they business
you n+ggas b+tches
on twitter with that real sh+t
but back door a n+gga real quick
yeah
mhm
this the trenches
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