Trench Music (feat. Chachi & Kenzo)

I gave my heart to the streets Gave my all to the streets That mean I'm part of the streets Get out my way pardon me Me and my dogs gotta eat Sit at the table have a feast I gave my heart to the streets Gave my all to the streets That mean I'm part of the streets Get out my way pardon me Me and my dogs gotta eat Sit at the table have a feast This shit a memoir It's the lil pup turnt to a big dog I put the pieces to the puzzle like I was jigsaw Got time to ball It's time for business they ain't got time at all That's why I don't be answering my phone no more I be screening calls Say that's your dog It's a different answer you ask the law These niggas flaw They cold pussy they really broads It's fuck em all Bank got hit walked it off We paid the cost to be some bosses the f is y'all I'm well prepared focused I'm never scared Y'all niggas don't want no smoke You can see me I'm everywhere Main man came into some bread that money got to his head Walking round bulletproof them same actions done got em aired Live and you learn Nigga You gone hate or wait your turn nigga It's about what you can save not what you earn nigga You fuck with us and get a casket or a urn nigga I put my op in my blunt and let it burn nigga I gave my heart to the streets Gave my all to the streets That mean I'm part of the streets Get out my way pardon me Me and my dogs gotta eat Sit at the table have a feast I gave my heart to the streets Gave my all to the streets That mean I'm part of the streets Get out my way pardon me Me and my dogs gotta eat Sit at the table have a feast As a younggin after school I was playing with them tools Ain't no fortnight I was on a stoop with a war knife Fn extendo clips under them porch lights Waiting for them niggas to spin giving me more life Just to see my neck on shimmer like the porch light Old head get your cranium cracked just like a Koors Lite Ok mr funny guy Playing with my money guy Clip long as a spatula leave a nigga sunny side Body wrapped all in them sheets leave em mummified Momma laying over that casket with the runny eyes Just met with the connect we got a hundred pies Distribute to da block serve a hundred guys I gave my heart to the streets Gave my all to the streets That mean I'm part of the streets Get out my way pardon me Me and my dogs gotta eat Sit at the table have a feast Ain't no regrets to the way I was living Already know it the road to the riches Struggle came first then we toast to the pigeons Top floor of a condo ain't close to the sickness Ten feet of snow we was cold in the trenches So dark in the alley like don't be a menace Blowing the shotty like smoking with bitches Life we survive ain't no joke no kidding Not trying to brag cause the purpose you missing That goal that you switching Ain't worth none of these niggas That's why I say fuck em exposing these niggas Not jo with no niggas don't know none of you niggas no more Not bout to switch up my game for a hoe Not bout to change up my lane or my name on the gram Cause what niggas say in a post Not bout to be on some bullshit I walk around in the hood with a full clip I stay rolling up on some up on some hood shit Traps pulling up to the front like a pulpit Yeah I gave my heart to the streets Gave my all to the streets That mean I'm part of the streets Get out my way pardon me Me and my dogs gotta eat Sit at the table have a feast I gave my heart to the streets Gave my all to the streets That mean I'm part of the streets Get out my way pardon me Me and my dogs gotta eat Sit at the table have a feast