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Running through the trenches, trenches,
You can find me in the trenches, trenches,
Ice on in the trenches, trenches,
Strapped up in the trenches, trenches,
Don't get left in the trenches, trenches,
Ain't shit sweet about the trenches, trenches
Yeah I'm still in the trenches, trenches,
Cause I get love in the trenches, trenches,
Grew up in the slums,
6 mile and Cedar Grove,
Gave us all the money in the world, we ain't leaving though,
Seen a lot of real niggas come and I've seen them go,
I should be gone too, but I jus love to see my people doe,
Came up in the trenches, grew up where (?) put a limit on friends,
You get killed for being friendly,
Ain't nobody gave a nigga shit I had to get it,
Was told I can go anywhere, but I don't hear it,
I'm right here in the hood, r-right here where I started at,
Never penitentiary, for some thats the only way,
Almost lost my life in these streets, had to go home and pray,
Wake up next morning, same shit its just another day,
Momma told me don't forget where you come from,
Your day on the way just hold it down when it comes son,
'Member all them days I was down tryna come up,
Out here on these streets its hard to smile where I come from,
Running through the trenches, trenches,
You can find me in the trenches, trenches,
Ice on in the trenches, trenches,
Strapped up in the trenches, trenches,
Don't get left in the trenches, trenches,
Ain't shit sweet about the trenches, trenches
Yeah I'm still in the trenches, trenches,
Cause I get love in the trenches, trenches,
Tell them boys they can make it they think you lyin,
Cause they seen niggas get close, but don't come out alive,
They come from rushing through these streets,
I learned to take my time,
If I don't get whats out for me, then I can say I tried,
Know some niggas in the Feds, who ain't never told,
Hold it down in the trenches till you make parole,
And we gone send them boys to flex to show them how we role,
And staying ass five-fifty to attract a hoe,
My momma scared saying "these streets took control of me",
God bless me, feel the devil standing over me,
But that Smith & Wesson gotta keep it close to me,
Cause on some real shit I still be stressing over Ric,
I miss my nigga,
Why'd them pussies have to get my nigga,
All these fuckboys around how's it my nigga,
Team East for life I can't let em forget my nigga,
Never changed up stay as real as it gets my nigga,
Running through the trenches, trenches,
You can find me in the trenches, trenches,
Ice on in the trenches, trenches,
Strapped up in the trenches, trenches,
Don't get left in the trenches, trenches,
Ain't shit sweet about the trenches, trenches
Yeah I'm still in the trenches, trenches,
Cause I get love in the trenches, trenches,
Writer(s): Perry Bernail Jr Edwards
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