Trenches Lyrics – DUSTY LOCANE
Singer: DUSTY LOCANE
Title: Trenches
[Mario!
Look
From the trenches
Where sh#t could get sticky, go chase you a bag
Heard n#gg#s mad that I made it
My n#gg#s stay patient, that’s all that we needed to pass it
Reminiscing ’bout goin’ on
They talkin’ on us, lil’ brodie be fiendin’ to blast
Drift off, shots through his V and he crash
Pissed off, keep hollow tips in this mag’
I just caught me a opp, it’s another one
I remember when
Me and we throwin’ on bullets
In field but wasn’t givin’ n#gg#s passes, yeah
Like Michael Jackson
Like it was
Put in that work
Put in that work like
Pop out the cut like
Now he on the shirt because hе was
On the regular
My n#gg#s tap, we don’t talk on thе cellular
They gone
Whenever they see me, they run
By the benches
My n#gg#s is trappin’ and handin’ out crack
I’m wit’ the ‘jects and the Rollers, the Apes, and the Maks
If they spinnin’, we spinnin’ ’em back
Why these lil’ n#gg#s capppin’? We be shootin’ out they cabs
We be chillin’ wit’ the ratches, they be chillin’ wit’ the rats
If you ever double D me, I’ma have to double pack
Got that n#gg# location, then we took him off the map
Then we took him off the map
From the trenches
Where sh#t could get sticky, go chase you a bag
Heard n#gg#s mad that I made it
My n#gg#s stay patient, that’s all that we needed to pass it
Reminiscing ’bout goin’ on
They talkin’ on us, lil’ brodie be fiendin’ to blast
Drift off, shots through his V and he crash
Pissed off, keep hollow tips in this mag’
I just caught me a opp, it’s another one
I remember when
Me and we throwin’ on bullets
In field but wasn’t givin’ n#gg#s passes, yeah
Like Michael Jackson
Like it was
Put in that work
Carti’
Presidential
‘Gram
Influential
Knocking
Essential
Conscious
Meant to
Get hit
Spliff
Miss
Lift
n#gg#
5th
Liquor
Sitch’ [Sitch’
Ain’t no tellin’ stories about catchin’ bodies
Know I gotta keep my .40 right beside me
Ain’t no tellin’ no stories ’bout catchin’ no bodies
Know I gotta keep my .40 right beside me
From the trenches
Where sh#t could get sticky, go chase you a bag
Heard n#gg#s mad that I made it
My n#gg#s stay patient, that’s all that we needed to pass it
Reminiscing ’bout goin’ on
They talkin’ on us, lil’ brodie be fiendin’ to blast
Drift off, shots through his V and he crash
Pissed off, keep hollow tips in this mag’
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