Trenches Know My Name

Lyrics

[Intro] (Southside on the track, yeah) Yeah Foenem twin just told me I was in a different bag, man My mind, my vision clear, on foenem 2020 was my richest year, no bap [Verse] I can't stay out in my hood 'cause my life at risk We put niggas up for good, I don't like to diss I been gangster since forever, I'ma die like this I got tired of totin' Berettas and that's why I'm rich Let my soul bleed Guess they love me 'cause I'm fightin' demons I seen bodies droppin' every season I watched people that I love leave me Known killers that'll murder niggas for no reason, please believe me Tryna take it all easy, but this shit ain't easy I be tryin' to help 'em eat, but all these niggas greazy I ain't with no fuckin' treaties, we ain't Wop and Jeezy I'm between makin' peace and watchin' oppers bleedin' Long live B Weezy, long live Breezy Totin' pistols like I'm Peewee, I saw Kobe wheezin' Say Lil Roc was breathin' heavily, shit stressin' me We was slidin' all weekend, catchin' niggas sleepin' Pulled on buddy, he ain't check out, but I bet he decent Nigga blessed I guess, we tried to glue him to the cement Now I'm rockin' all this ice, the trenches caught amnesia That's a quick history lesson for whoever need it, uh I be hoppin' out the whip, I'm still the same nigga But my guns more expensive and my chains bigger Tryna find the quickest way for me to make eight figures Figured I don't gotta save it if it came quicker Niggas bitches, mention my name, they get flamed with it Niggas friendly with this fame, nigga, I ain't with it Post-traumatic, so that shit still in my brain Trench baby, so the trenches know my name, never been a lame (Ayy) Label me a stain, we gon' dome check your gang (Baow) Ayy, .40s jammed up on us, left them bitches in the rain (Damn) Stackin' hundreds, but like pennies, I won't never change Won everywhere I played like LeBron James I'm too accustomed to pain, I switched up my lane to fuck with this fame I know I talk like a pimp, so I bought me some bracelets, I fucked with some rings I got some aim and I'm full of anger, know I'll fuck up a range Been a lil' minute, but still ain't a stranger, pick up that .40 and bang Trenches with killers had sense and we still went insane, I bet they remember my name Beat prison systems, my youngin ain't see me in chains, I put my lil' nigga in chains Got through adversity, teach him 'bout racism, that ain't my lil' nigga name Know every day I wake that it's a new level, that's how I get through the game