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Scy Jimm - Trenches Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, man
Young nigga wave, know what I'm sayin'?
Real trapper, nigga
I'm not no motherfuckin' rapper, nigga
Except to these motherfuckin' crackers, nigga, you hear me?
On gang, nigga
Aight (BB had to do it to 'em)
Yeah
Grraow
Hmm, aight
Big SCY shit, nigga (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I'm in the middle of the trenches (Yeah)
Turned nothin' to somethin', I let God be my witness (Be my witness)
School wasn't for me, I was always in detention (What the fuck?)
I keep that fire in case a nigga got some tension (Grraow, grraow, fuck nigga)
I tried to tell these niggas I'm gon' blow, but they ain't listеn (On gang)
I was outchea broke, now I get paid to drop a vеrse (On gang)
Everything I do, this shit uncut, it ain't rehearsed (Ayy)
I heard of FTD, but this shit really from the dirt (Fuck 'em)
I know you said you did, but, bitch, I really put in work

[Verse]
I just know keep goin' forward (Huh?)
It's death on my left and right, but I ain't goin' for it (I ain't goin' for it)
Real young nigga from the block, the people can't ignore it (On gang)
I was still rich at heart when I was the poorest (Fuck)
Baby, could you hold me when I'm at my lowest? (At my lowest)
Don't tell me that you love me, bae, you gotta show it (Gotta show it)
We can make a movie, baby, press record (Uh)
Send a nigga up and let him meet the Lord (Grraow, grraow, nigga)
T2T, I'm Trained 2 Trap, this shit here to the death of me (Shit here to the death of me)
Let a nigga play and I'ma foul out, fuck a referee (Fuck a referee)
I been givin' niggas cake and I ain't gave myself no piece (On gang)
I don't like my bitch to go nowhere, but that's the selfish me
I was born broke, but I'ma die rich, nigga (Die rich, nigga)
I don't trust these hoes, and I don't like you bitch niggas (I don't like you fuck niggas)
You change on me, it's fuck you and whoever switch with you (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
I know niggas who never rapped and still touched six figures
I'm in the middle of the trenches (Yeah)
Turned nothin' to somethin', I let God be my witness (Be my witness)
School wasn't for me, I was always in detention (What the fuck?)
I keep that fire in case a nigga got some tension (Grraow, grraow, fuck nigga)
I tried to tell these niggas I'm gon' blow, but they ain't listen (On gang)
I was outchea broke, now I get paid to drop a verse (On gang)
Everything I do, this shit uncut, it ain't rehearsed (Ayy)
I heard of FTD, but this shit really from the dirt (Fuck 'em)
I know you said you did, but, bitch, I really put in work