(Word from the trenches, we don't care )
(We got down here, you just get up there)
(Do your thing, I got your back)
(No matter what you do, where you at)
(Keep it gangsta, oh)
(Gotta keep it gangsta)
(Keep it gangsta)
I'm 19 as it seems, I got a long story
My father never in the picture, I can't give him glory
I gotta run it up for all the ones that came before me
They tried to crop me out the picture with a dirty 40
At the age of 14, listenin' to Rod Wave
My heart 4 sale and it's been broken for too many days
So I resorted to the meds and started makin' plays
But all these women in my face gon' make me go insane
Pop a couple Percs, and now the room just start spinnin
I said that one time I'll say it again until I'm finished
I got PTSD in my head is giving me these visions
Unc had told me f*ck with everybody saying f*ck the limits
Word from the trenches, we don't care
We got down here, you just get up there
Do your thing, we got your back
No matter what you do, where you at
Keep it gangsta (keep it gangsta)
Gotta keep it gangsta
Keep it gangsta
That's what Rod said but to me it got a different meaning
No I ain't copying his lyrics I just feel him speaking
There was a couple times I coulda clocked out
You know these women stay around you always feignin' for the clout
Word to the trenches, I don't care
I got up here, you just get down there
Do your thing, I got your back
No matter what you do, where you at
Keep it gangsta
Keep it gangsta
Keep it gangsta