letra de trenches - ladvkez
aye this zoe in this bih you already know!!
melodies-
( chorus )-
ima zoe tryna get out of the trenches
fast money on my road to my riches
we deep in that water like fishes
finish the lick askin god for forgiveness
pray he clean my sins like some dishes
cause im slidin with my zombies they my n-gg-s
and we ridin with glockz & extensions
not to mention we dodgin detention
( verse 1 )
f-ck n-gg- know that we with it
my zoe’s want war & my zombies they screaming lets get it
swift money on my lane to my riches
fingers itchin while im counting these digits
momma always told me boa go get it
my intentions stack that bread to the ceiling
yours is get high thats why your pockets on midget
but i can’t judge you cause i sparked up a deuce
right a picture then im at the booth
talking reckless then im at your tooth
handy mandy i keep me a tool
on my hip stick like elmer the glue
its on me you dont have no clue
catch me slidin with that red &that blue
talked to woolady she gave me that woo
told her ”tan lage li yo”
its war time my zoe’s
clutching a blick 1 in the head in my pole
rolling sticky opp pack with the wrap i roll
pull up !! spark it up !! light it up !!
the whole gang gonna let it blow !!!!
good gas !! man down !! on the ground !!
c4 do the dash he on go !!
reminiscing on them days we was poor we was sleeping on the floor
( chorus )-
ima zoe tryna get out of the trenches
fast money on my road to my riches
we deep in that water like fishes
finish the lick askin god for forgiveness
pray he clean my sins like some dishes
cause im slidin with my zombies they my n-gg-s
and we ridin with glockz & extensions
not to mention we dodgin detention
( verse 2 )
all my zoe’s keep a gack
4 deep in the splat
yo bae sent me where she at
destination arrive
she with her sister
tell them nats hop in the back !
im rolling that thrax but no nats can hit it
unless she is throwing it back
smoke 1 to the face while she smoking my jimmy
(while im counting my money)
fornicate now its back to that bag !!!!
where you was when i ain’t have no cash
momma bill went high
had to get in my bag
& i need it fast
middle of the night came home my pockets stash
then i placed the money on my food table
im smoking thrax back to back 5 in the morning
that dope got me disable
later that morning my momma seeeeeeeeen
whats on my food table
she looking so crazy
she looking so hard like im eating good
at my food table
it wasnt like i had a big bag
but she asked me where i get that
i said dont worry momma here this 20$ for gas
hard times when i had to make my own twalet
had to p-ss in the bottle , sh-t in the bag
know i see why these n-gg-s & skee’s be mad
cause i sh-t on them & im in my bag !!
n-gg-s beefing bout a skeezy nat i dont get into that
bronem got wreck
whole gang play
we call her eazy wreck
all my n-gg-s move in silence
we dont beef in the internet
cg4nem slide threw with the macs
not talking computer techs
yo bae smile in your face
but she calling me bae
but im chasing that cake
just to stay out the way
lord please separate me from the fakesss !!
i feel like the man how i whip up the pan
growing up as a child don’t know who to depend on
mom aways told me your friends not your friends !
told me chase a bag you got no shoulder to lean on
your father not in your life step up be the man
go out and go work dont depend on no hand !
im selling that pack & its louder than a band
in the cl-ssroom stank come & shop at yo mans
she caking with me & her mans
ion want her cause her mindset ain’t bout bands
keep a heater , zoe give you a tan
call up tizzy he pull up with bands
where you was when i was trapping in the kitcheen
turn nothing to something flip a bird to a pigeon
( chorus )-
ima zoe tryna get out of the trenches
fast money on my road to my riches
we deep in that water like fishes
finish the lick askin god for forgiveness
(verse 3)
no feature if you aint talking bout bands
ima unsigned artist do my work independent
not talking 3 commas then it ain’t no deal
ima underated artist striving out for a mill
boa invest yo money stop going out lending
cant keep going down gotta stack every bill
gotta go hustle put my mom on the hill
cause when you down bad
they dont care how you feel !
swear that make me wanna do a drill
3 months went by mom still aint pay bill
ion give af how you feel
im trick or treaty every night
come and take yo bills
b-tch !!
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