Intro

It get colder in the night When there’s no one to call You been waiting on ya turn Dey don’t want you to ball Every time ya money up Dey just want you to fall Crab in barell mentality gon ruin us all Momma struggling with a salary can’t feed us at all It done turned me to a man Slanging dope on the porch Where I’m from niggaz is cold Keep a heater for da scorch If lose one of ma niggaz Imma even the scores Momma praying for me she know I ain’t living right Put it on my dead homies know dey watch over my life Gotta keep a stick on me when I manoeuvre at night The try to call a blitz on me thank god I was toting pipe I had to earn every stripe Money come with sacrifice Jpays go with every kite My youngins is still moving shiest Let em know Just to buss dese Cubans down We risking our freedoms Endless stuck inside a cage I just wanted to free him But I’m still stuck in ma ways So forever I’m scheming I Can’t do minimum wage I’m bobbing n weaving I’m ducking the law I just gotta ball every season Dropn 30 tonight Dats y the rolly is freezing I just want A rolls Royce 100 million dollars in it Bad bitches oh boy Pussy wet I’m drowning in it Tell em they got no choice N I brought the killers wit me Put da crew in Richard Millie’s F*ck em up in every city We was broke Dey had no pity Trapping in a Honda Civic I had to find a way to get this money Cos the family need it When I put the rolly on my wrist I thought I finally made it But I still got cousins in Trenches n I owe them some favors Gotta watch all of dese niggaz Ain’t as real as they say How a nigga call u bro den he turn be fake Every L is a lesson I don’t believe in mistakes Dese bitches ah get u lined too u better be safe I know she told you that she love you But she all in face Wanna come to my place She did it all for some steak Imagine that and then imagine what she’d do for some cake Love letter from Trenches Love letter from Trenches Love letter from Trenches Love letter from Trenches