| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Gotcha
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Mm
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| No problem, no problem
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| I tell my bruddas, «don't worry»
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| I got a strong feeling you gon' make it (Yeah)
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| Cah we go through every struggle when we face it (Yeah)
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| I been feeling the powers in me lately (Ooh)
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| I jus' gotta watch my life, God don’t take it
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| I find it hard to tell between the realest and the fake
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| When I was up, I couldn’t breathe, I had these niggas in my space
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| When I was down, I looked around and none of them was in my face
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| Taught myself a lesson
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| That’s just how it goes in the streets
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| Don’t depend on no one and just go get your (Yeah)
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| Cause it’s cold outside and the bulls don’t sleep (Woah-oh)
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| Or you can try to feed the wolves and pray you don’t get eaten
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| They only need a reason
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| The war is in the air and I can smell it (Yeah)
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| We got ties with, so we ready (Woah-oh)
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| If we pull up, get low (Get low)
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| Cah we’re known to let go (Let go)
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| Ayy
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| God bless my niggas in the trenches (Woah-oh)
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| Don’t trust them niggas on the friends list (Woah-oh)
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| help and leaving you defenceless (No, no, no)
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| In these streets, you gotta use your senses
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| I have to make this money
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| I take your life if you ever take something from me
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| Cause from the day we was born, we never had nothing (No)
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| I turned nothing to something and now I’m something (Woah-oh)
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| And ain’t nothing gon' stop me, I tell you, nothing
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| I was raised up in the streets, I never had a choice (Never had a choice)
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| Niggas talking on the name, think they got a voice (Got a voice)
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| I just pull up on your street, just me and my boys
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| Packing big glockas, they may love some noise
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| I see a nigga doing, never wanted to (No)
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| Yeah, he was in these streets but was uncomfortable (No)
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| He wasn’t built for this but forced himself (Yeah)
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| But deffo told the truth to the Constable (Ooh woah-oh)
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| I can’t have them type of niggas 'round me (Mm)
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| I ain’t fuckin' with no snitches, keep your distance (No)
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| On my block, broski you’ll be down in minutes (Down in minutes)
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| None of my niggas is tryna do a sentence (No-oh)
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| The streets love me and it don’t love me (Don't love me)
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| The streets has given to me and it stole from me (And it stole from me)
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| I just thank God, I ain’t lost my soul on it
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| And I pray to God I got it when they pull on me (Yeah)
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| I know you heard this lots of times but my life really like a movie (Like a
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| movie)
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| That’s why I find it easy venting in the studio (Find it easy, oh)
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| I been a target and a shooter and a shooter and a target, coming up on these
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| roads
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| Lord knows I lost some niggas coming up on these roads
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| Lord knows I kept it far, coming up on these roads
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| Cause couple snakes coming up on these roads
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| Nearly put my life on break coming up on these roads
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| God bless my niggas in the trenches (Yeah)
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| Don’t trust them niggas on the friends list (Woah-oh)
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| help and leaving you defenceless (No)
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| In these streets, you gotta use your senses
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| I have to make this money
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| I take your life if you ever take something from me (Take it now)
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| Cause from the day we was born, we never had nothing (Never had nothing)
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| I turned nothing to something and now I’m something (Now I’m something)
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| And ain’t nothing gon' stop me, I tell you, nothing
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| Woah-oh
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| No problem, no problem
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Gotcha |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trenches, artist - ABRA CADABRA. Album song Product of My Environment, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп