I’m really from the trenches I see the devil calling I keep seeing triple 6’s Gotta make a deal with the devil if you want these millions They say money is the root to these bitches feelings So why these niggas tripping This money can’t stop the killing They found his body in the water, but he wasn’t swimming He got killed, now on the internet his name trending They love you more when you dead ain’t it He made his bed now he laying in it Listen when you kill people, you gotta live with it When karma coming, ain’t no running you gotta deal with it It ain’t no half stepping either when you all in it Niggas bragging on their bodies putting god in it
Nigga, that’s blasphemy Young nigga, that’s blasphemy I know the real you Boy, don’t try to act funny Yea, Chizzim sent the beat, said Dred just snap for me Should see me in the video, nigga, I’m transforming And ain’t nobody fuckin’ with me, this my last warnin’ Listen to my old shit, we knew that bag was coming Putting in that overtime, this shit ain’t come overnight Watch my friends turn cousins when my name start buzzin’ Always on my own, I can’t trust a soul I got secrets that I know, I can’t tell a soul You know everywhere I move, yeah, them killers go Passing hammers round like we playing Nintendo 64
We been passing hammers round like they give and go Ain’t no new niggas round, ’cause I already know They ain’t go blast for me No, they ain’t gon’ blast for me See there is a difference from a killer and a crash dummy ‘Cause I know killers that got shot, and had they strap on them Still in the trenches though, I know this lifestyle is bad for me I don’t brag, but lil bitch, I got that bag on me Gotta couple trap homies Let me flip this rap money They gon’ move that sack for me Bring that money back to me I done took so many losses, saw some niggas turn they back on me Hey, real shit they ain’t no rap homie I done took so many losses, saw some niggas turn they back on me
I ain’t call no nigga when I was down on my dick I got prayed every night and grinded like I never had shit Niggas claim they fuck with me, but was nowhere to be found And when that shit went down, there was no one around I put my heart in my pocket, that’s just some real shit If you ain’t never been through nothing, you won’t feel this I put my heart in my pocket, that’s just some real shit If you ain’t never been through nothing, you won’t feel this
I know it’s gon’ go down one day And they know, I’ma let this bitch spray, yeah I know it’s gon’ go down one day And they know, I’m gon’ let this bitch spray, let it spray Hey, hey, yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh