Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trenches, artist - Suigeneris. Album song Suinami, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 14.03.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Devilgear, EMPIRE
Song language: English
Trenches |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Yeah |
| ForeignGotEm |
| I got out the trenches, we all good |
| Bodies stay dropping in my hood |
| Gotta stay hungry, piranha |
| Keep me a stick like Nirvana |
| Came in with a big strap, this ain’t no baby AK |
| Had to lay that bitch down, I got that, call it mayday |
| We cannot rock with that fuck shit you talkin' |
| That means you get wet up in public |
| That chopper on me, don’t got time for no bluffin' |
| Stop callin' my phone, ain’t no takin' a budget |
| Thought you was my brother but turned to a cousin |
| How these motherfuckers gon' switch? |
| Money turned you to a bitch |
| I turned to a savage and then I got rich |
| I be the shoulder they cryin' on |
| Same person that they be lyin' on |
| Every time they playin' my songs |
| Say that I’m cap and don’t write 'em |
| I’ma just talk my shit |
| Every thing said, I believe, I would die for |
| Lovin' me now 'cause I got it |
| They all out of pocket, they snake when the lights on |
| Know you won’t ride for me, baby, don’t cry for me |
| When I’m down six feet in the grave, I know my time’s coming |
| I know that shit changed when the money came, and I’m fine with that |
| I don’t need none of these people around me, they fake, I despise all that |
| Gotta keep a nine in the back 'cause the truck go slow, the world is cold |
| I was steady in them trenches with my bro, the nights is cold |
| Said we all gon' make it out, and those are words I swore |
| DG Gang, they ain’t gon' fuck with us, we go to war, yeah |
| I got out the trenches, we all good |
| Bodies stay dropping in my hood |
| Gotta stay hungry, piranha |
| Keep me a stick like Nirvana |
| Came in with a big strap, this ain’t no baby AK |
| Had to lay that bitch down, I got that, call it mayday |
| I came out the trenches, I came out the struggle |
| You fuck with my brothers, I’ma have to hurt you |
| I was grindin' alone, you know I was workin' |
| I was deep in that water, you know I was surfin' |
| When Geno died, it left me in shock |
| I prayed to my bullies and put 'em in Glocks |
| Ain’t sell no dope, ain’t sell no rocks |
| I picked up the mic, since then, ain’t stop |
| If I lose another nigga, I’ma crash out with this pistol |
| Them 7.62's look like mini-missiles |
| Like the end of the school day, I put 'em in dismissal |
| Bullets hit a nigga’s skin like he gettin' tickled |
| Them Percs numb the pain, I can’t feel a thing |
| And I was stuck up in that storm, you can feel the rain |
| And bitch, you hear it in my voice, I was strugglin' with force |
| I ain’t really have no choice, I wipe his nose, ain’t show no remorse |
| Lost a few niggas 'cause the trenches, road to the riches |
| I’m swervin' lane to lane, I’m tryna get my digits |
| Last month I was broke, I thank the Lord for «Shotta Flow» |
| I was close to crashing out, the rap ain’t work, I was spazzin' out |
| I got out the trenches, we all good |
| Bodies stay dropping in my hood |
| Gotta stay hungry, piranha |
| Keep me a stick like Nirvana |
| Came in with a big strap, this ain’t no baby AK |
| Had to lay that bitch down, I got that, call it mayday |