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meek mill – trenches lyrics

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[intro: meek mill]
6am in atlanta
i’m drippin’ in water, still hustlin’ like i ain’t got sh+t, n+gga
slime, meek milly (get it, get it)
yeah (get it)

[chorus: meek mill]
no look past that package (yeah)
slime, my brother, what’s brackin’? (slime)
f+ck that ho, straight savage (f+ck her)
act like it ain’t even happen (no)
took that b+tch to my condo (d+mn)
hold the door to my mansion (what?)
all my diamonds be dancing (bling, bling)
bad b+tch caught on insta’ (ring, ring)

[post+chorus: meek mill]
miss [?] (miss her)
miss my n+ggas, they’ll hit her (hit ’em)
i pray to god that we get ’em
pray all my n+ggas don’t die in the prison
[?] hustle and i had to get it (i had to get it)
i had to level up (i had to level up)
i bought my first presi’ (i bought my first watch)
icin’ my bezel up (icin’ my bezel up)
[verse 1: meek mill]
still do the worst wеather (still do the worst weathеr)
they know i ain’t lettin’ ’em (know i ain’t lettin’ ’em)
they thought i was in trouble (thought i was in it)
i double like seven of ’em (i double on n+ggas)
you should’ve stayed on this side (hey)
we gettin’ paid on this side (hey)
mob with the crib [?] (crib)
house with the [?] on the side (woah)
hold up, skrrt (skrrt)
bentley with b’s on the side (b’s)
twelve with the v’s on the side (vroom)
we sellin’ p’s on the side (woo)
we got d+mn rich on the lowy+lowy
we in the jump with the okay+dokay
[?] like homie know me
we line ’em and burn ’em, you smokey, smokey (you smell the smoke?)
yeah, i’m in the trenches, the .30 on me (.30)
most of these n+ggas gon’ never see me
how i switch up the funds and the [?] (skrrt, skrrt)
my dawg got a case and he better beat it (beat it)
he wanna fight it and we gotta win it
they say that them lawyers be sellin’ free (yeah)

[chorus: meek mill]
no look past that package (yeah)
slime, my brother, what’s brackin’? (slime)
f+ck that ho, straight savage (f+ck her)
act like it ain’t even happen (no)
took that b+tch to my condo (d+mn)
hold the door to my mansion (what?)
all my diamonds be dancing (bling, bling)
bad b+tch caught on insta’ (ring, ring)
[verse 2: young thug]
b+tch, my rocks on glacial (jeffery)
b+tch count up my paper (jeffery)
mixed margiela my flavor
can’t f+ck her, too basic (basic)
i can’t catch any cases (can’t, can’t)
gotta see the judge, he racist (f+ck him)
told all the talkin’ to my lawyer (talk to ’em)
i can’t make no statement (no)
b+tch, i’m leanin’, i’m pacin’ (leanin’)
red bottom brown like gravy
f+ck that ho for free, no [?]
can’t even drink no chasers
since we speakin’ on chasers
i drink lean, no chaser (lean, lean)
heard they say i ain’t ballin’
told that n+gga, he waitin’
leave my baby waitin’, this a f+ckin’ paid+cation
[?] new rollies, i’m rick flair flexin’
[?] bas+m+nt, glitter wall placement
n+gga, [?]
swag gon’ shake you out your laces
play with these milli’s, speakin’ of milli’, i just got the new richard millie
when i’m out in philly, i’m with the meek milly and [?], we poppin’ a wheelie
when i’m out in cali’, i’m on rodeo, my n+gga, we beverley hilly
my wrist is on water, i need me a boat, when i travel, the activist with me
good [?]
laughin’ to the bank, ching+ching
spin around, back to the scene
you told the cop that you seen, ooh
and you took the stand too, and you got the mask, woo
those crackers that swarmed you in, and you raised your hand too
patty cake, [?]
[?] curly hair [?]
i got a latino b+tch, she taught me “cha+cha”
her momma got them eagles like griselda blanco
if you ain’t got no money, she can’t wait to block you
and if you play with money, she can’t wait to f+ck you
and i heard she got [?]
she quick to wipe your nose like a f+ckin’ son, yeah
[chorus: meek mill]
no look past that package (yeah)
slime, my brother, what’s brackin’? (slime)
f+ck that ho, straight savage (f+ck her)
act like it ain’t even happen (no)
took that b+tch to my condo (d+mn)
hold the door to my mansion (what?)
all my diamonds be dancing (bling, bling)
bad b+tch caught on insta’ (ring, ring)

[post+chorus: meek mill]
miss [?] (miss her)
miss my n+ggas, they’ll hit her (hit ’em)
i pray to god that we get ’em
pray all my n+ggas don’t die in the prison
[?] hustle and i had to get it (i had to get it)
i had to level up (i had to level up)
i bought my first presi’ (i bought my first watch)
icin’ my bezel up (icin’ my bezel up)



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