
lil mox - "raised by the trenches" lyrics
[intro]
(i just sparked that opp pack, b+tch i’m floatin’)
raised by the block, b+tch, i ain’t never had a d+mn choice
[chorus]
ran up a sack, gave a f+ck ’bout the rules (f+ck ’em)
grew up with demons, i slept with my tool (boom)
p+ssy got popped tryna flex for his crew (he dead)
we don’t do talkin’, we slide then we move (we slide)
i was just broke, had to jug for some shoes
now i drop bands on my lil’ shooter’s food
whole clique lit and my glock got a mood
that b+tch get angry and bust at a fool
young and insane, b+tch, i bang with the cruelest
we do walk+downs, you can die lookin’ clueless
he got hit in his top, now his facе on a newsprint
we young and ruthless, b+tch, young and ruthlеss
[verse]
we ain’t squashin’ sh+t, i’m still spinnin’ like tires
say you got opps, but your glock don’t fire
your main man snitchin’, that boy wearin’ wires
catch him at church, put a switch through the choir
hoes want love, i just want dome
shootouts broad day, i ain’t never alone
lil’ dre hopped out, took one to the dome
he ain’t make it, now he a name on a stone
b+tch, i’m deep in that mode, i can’t chill
hit l!cks for fun, now i rob for the thrill
these rappers is actors, they ain’t from the field
i know real k!llers who slide off pills
young hothead, i ain’t never had patience
i was in the cut waitin’ for locations
saw his dumb ass lackin’, gave him a facelift
we ain’t get booked ‘cause the whip wasn’t basic
shhh… keep it quiet, don’t post no sh+t
we dump clips then reload that b+tch
put a hole in his neck like a dolphin hit
yeah, i prayed, but i prayed with a loaded stick
[chorus]
ran up a sack, gave a f+ck ’bout the rules (f+ck ’em)
grew up with demons, i slept with my tool (boom)
p+ssy got popped tryna flex for his crew (he dead)
we don’t do talkin’, we slide then we move (we slide)
i was just broke, had to jug for some shoes
now i drop bands on my lil’ shooter’s food
whole clique lit and my glock got a mood
that b+tch get angry and bust at a fool
young and insane, b+tch, i bang with the cruelest
we do walk+downs, you can die lookin’ clueless
he got hit in his top, now his face on a newsprint
we young and ruthless, b+tch, young and ruthless
[outro]
we young and ruthless (b+tch, we demons)
we young and ruthless (ain’t no leavin’)
we young and ruthless (bah, bah, bah)
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