7strick - Trenches to Da Richest Lyrics

I be in the trenches with dem killas
With them steppas
We be knocking shit da park, so be cautious

Before you step up
I get paper then I stack it
Feel like ever since bro died I been clutching on a ratchet
Keep it on me, never on safety since niggas been talking reckless
Been on the block all night, never tired cause getting paper is restless
Husky ass youngin, slimmed up, but now my pockets fat
Growing up without father, kept wondering where my pops was at

Stay in the field chasing bills, like I play for Buffalo
I got gas and i got percs, i promise u don't gotta know
Cops creeping, we be scheming, pray allah forgive my demons
Cold winters on the block, but we all Stay close with heaters

Like I keep it on me nigga, I don't fight, i ain't mike
Got shooters around me, they'll kill you without fight
My cousin fighting life, I hope he beat like he Michael Jackson
Man I still can't forget, when I saw my dawg in a casket

I was f*cked up, he was my man but we was more like brothers
Promise u gone live on, and i put that on my muva

Ima real nigga so Uk I really stand out
If my man need a hand, you know ima lend my hand out

Promised my niggas a way out up out dem trenches
Ima grind til da day, allah say put me in dem ditches

We gone... Go from being in dem trenches
To being stuck with the richest, and the bitches that hated
Go from the baddest to the sickest

I ain't never ask a nigga for a dollar, ain't never have shit
Was busting traps in a squatter, I was grinding all night
Ain't care I had school, was out with them steppas
We was really breaking rules

Niggas talk that shit
That'll really can get hit up
Busting traps on the ave
Cops come da only time we split up

I was 16, really totin 16, spitting hot 16
U talk that shit to u can get ya shit cleaned