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tiga maine - trenches (ft. mseventy deetee & sauwcy) lyrics

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tiga maine + trenches (ft. mseventy deetee & sauwcy)

hook:

for my mind yeah
i sit back

and i practice what i preach
cos i live that

all the time yeah
i mean that

i be living on a low
like a demon

we living fast
but some get it last

do it every night
and we could never crash

money is on my mind
i wanna stash it in the bags

then i celebrate it
i made it through the trenches
verse:

my struggle
my case

they left a lot of holes in me
like a rig in a face. yeah

my hustle
my faith

mina funa lo money man
let’s cut to the chase. mmhm

i told my broad i understand
my heart is full of pain

i’m a sandton boy
in the clubs i make it rain

now i’m shinning like an ice
they overslept on me

my ambitious as a rider huh
money and power. yeah (kimiller)
hook:

for my mind yeah
i sit back

and i practice what i preach
cos i live that

all the time yeah
i mean that

i be living on a low
like a demon

we living fast
but some get it last

do it every night
and we could never crash

money is on my mind
i wanna stash it in the bags

then i celebrate it
i made it through the trenches
verse:

i can’t let them b+tches
get the best outta me

imma take it to the top
and get mine they gon’ see

roll one
i’m getting so high

i’m gon’
step to the music for life

gotta go and
get it on my own

i’m gon live it up
and do it on the road

ain’t sitting on the benches
i been working overtime

to get outta the trenches
knocking down the fences

hook:

for my mind yeah
i sit back

and i practice what i preach
cos i live that

all the time yeah
i mean that

i be living on a low
like a demon

we living fast
but some get it last

do it every night
and we could never crash

money is on my mind
i wanna stash it in the bags

then i celebrate it
i made it through the trenches

for my mind yeah
i sit back

and i practice what i preach
cos i live that

all the time yeah
i mean that

i be living on a low
like a demon

we living fast
but some get it last

do it every night
and we could never crash

money is on my mind
i wanna stash it in the bags

then i celebrate it
i made it through the trenches

- tiga maine lyrics

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