Trenches (feat. Big Sean) - Tee Grizzley/Big Sean.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Chauncey Hollis/Terry Sanchez Wallace
[00:00.19] 作曲 : Chauncey Hollis/Terry Sanchez Wallace
[00:00.38]niggas prayin' on my downfall
[00:02.01]Straight up
[00:02.58]These nigga s prayin' on my downfall
[00:03.95]Straight up from the bleachers but I'm a different creature
[00:06.10]I bring shit to the table I ain't ****in' with no leechers
[00:08.27]No
[00:08.69] dope d**k oh shit I gave my b***h a seizure
[00:10.62]D**n
[00:10.79]Knew somethin' was weird once that bro had a kitchen full of beakers
[00:13.47]And he ain't no chem teacher
[00:14.77]I looked up to that nigga then I looked up the preacher
[00:16.87]That's why a nigga be preachin'
[00:18.36]I can't **** with people who ain't passionate I'm adamant
[00:20.27]If it's my plan it's elaborate dropped out of State
[00:22.43]But a nigga still did mastered it
[00:23.88]My shit I'm smashin' it
[00:24.96]Woah
[00:25.28]Your shit I'm snatchin' it
[00:26.03]Woah
[00:26.26]Holy Jesus Lazarus
[00:27.34]AI braids so don't be talkin' 'bout no practice b***h
[00:30.08]I done been around actors and activists
[00:32.18]I can get money alone or collaborative
[00:34.18]I can take a pic with a bad b***h
[00:35.38]And afterwards she a badder b***h that's facts
[00:36.65]Yeah I'm with Cody and Dixie
[00:37.92]Both
[00:38.19]Three dollars to my name got a juice and a McChicken
[00:40.16]Starvin'
[00:40.41]Call in some Coney it's gone be done in twenty minutes
[00:42.43]Don't go up there with no strap
[00:43.44]Might have to bang it out with some nigga s wait hold up
[00:45.33]Went on Google when I looked up your lyrics
[00:46.87]They had no meaning in them
[00:47.88]Pourin' actavis on my bullets might have to lean a nigga
[00:50.17]Yes she bad but I can't wife her if she been seen with nigga s
[00:52.62]I rather stay broke and go chase with some greedy nigga s
[00:54.73]Like mic drop I'm like "I wish I was Lil Bow Wow"
[00:57.00]Unc life never wish you was another nigga
[00:58.95]It ain't **** these nigga s but **** these nigga s
[01:00.98]Asked am I happy with this money b***h I'm happy to be livin'
[01:03.59]I was makin' a sandwich they started shootin' through the kitchen
[01:06.00]I got lower than a midget bullets crashin' through them digits
[01:08.24]Ayy I'm really from them trenches
[01:09.32]Really
[01:09.64] nigga sneak diss me then see me and ask for pictures
[01:11.75]Ayy man these nigga s b*****s
[01:12.84]If I don't do that real nigga shit how they gon' see it
[01:15.09]All these other rappers killers are drippin' like Reese's Pieces
[01:17.96]All that shit smoke and mirrors Arabic shisha
[01:19.81]Started talkin' to moon God made me a different creature ahh
[01:22.49]Remember when I almost gave up on this music shit
[01:24.46]I did
[01:24.90]Highly favored ayy I really dodged a bougie b***h
[01:26.88]She see the Cubans she gon' want the coochie hit
[01:28.96]Come here
[01:29.29]My chain got more ****in' colors than a Coogi fit
[01:31.47]Stay talkin' 'bout me tell them tell you how I feel
[01:33.30]Tell
[01:33.62]I thank God he been workin' harder than the Devil
[01:35.48]Amen
[01:36.13]I'm a black rich felon with some hit records
[01:38.40]Joy Road what I been yellin' nigga s been tellin'
[01:40.62]Care 'bout a lot but I don't give a **** 'bout what it cost
[01:42.74]I don't
[01:43.08]You ain't gotta pay for nothin' b***h you with a boss
[01:44.96]My guy
[01:45.39]Just don't go over your budget that's gon' piss me off
[01:47.47]They wanna know my cologne can't let them get the sauce
[01:49.66]Love my hood but you will never see me go there
[01:51.69]Never
[01:52.03]All that "Been a real nigga " shit ain't get me nowhere
[01:53.99]Nowhere
[01:54.27]You love your hood nigga **** your hood
[01:56.24]See the world go get a crib off the coast layin' good
[01:58.88]My whole hood got extinct over petty beef
[02:01.23]niggas I looked up to growing up they deceased
[02:03.27]Wish they could have been here d**n how I get here
[02:05.59]God saved me with the rap game even though this shit weird
[02:07.83] shit weird
[02:08.11]Me and Shine we put on for the crib
[02:09.92]Call us DTE 'cause we cut on the lights around that b***h
[02:12.48]Fat ugly nigga get 'em wet like Pretty Ricky
[02:14.81]She gon' throw it back for my McLaren fifty-fifties
[02:16.68]On my mama I was really in them trenches
[02:18.52]In them trenches
[02:19.80]Bangin' nigga s b*****s
[02:21.33]On my mama I was really in them trenches
[02:23.04]In them trenches
[02:23.64]Ayy they ain't men nigga b*****s you hear me
文本歌词
作词 : Chauncey Hollis/Terry Sanchez Wallace
作曲 : Chauncey Hollis/Terry Sanchez Wallace
niggas prayin' on my downfall
Straight up
These nigga s prayin' on my downfall
Straight up from the bleachers but I'm a different creature
I bring shit to the table I ain't ****in' with no leechers
No
dope d**k oh shit I gave my b***h a seizure
D**n
Knew somethin' was weird once that bro had a kitchen full of beakers
And he ain't no chem teacher
I looked up to that nigga then I looked up the preacher
That's why a nigga be preachin'
I can't **** with people who ain't passionate I'm adamant
If it's my plan it's elaborate dropped out of State
But a nigga still did mastered it
My shit I'm smashin' it
Woah
Your shit I'm snatchin' it
Woah
Holy Jesus Lazarus
AI braids so don't be talkin' 'bout no practice b***h
I done been around actors and activists
I can get money alone or collaborative
I can take a pic with a bad b***h
And afterwards she a badder b***h that's facts
Yeah I'm with Cody and Dixie
Both
Three dollars to my name got a juice and a McChicken
Starvin'
Call in some Coney it's gone be done in twenty minutes
Don't go up there with no strap
Might have to bang it out with some nigga s wait hold up
Went on Google when I looked up your lyrics
They had no meaning in them
Pourin' actavis on my bullets might have to lean a nigga
Yes she bad but I can't wife her if she been seen with nigga s
I rather stay broke and go chase with some greedy nigga s
Like mic drop I'm like "I wish I was Lil Bow Wow"
Unc life never wish you was another nigga
It ain't **** these nigga s but **** these nigga s
Asked am I happy with this money b***h I'm happy to be livin'
I was makin' a sandwich they started shootin' through the kitchen
I got lower than a midget bullets crashin' through them digits
Ayy I'm really from them trenches
Really
nigga sneak diss me then see me and ask for pictures
Ayy man these nigga s b*****s
If I don't do that real nigga shit how they gon' see it
All these other rappers killers are drippin' like Reese's Pieces
All that shit smoke and mirrors Arabic shisha
Started talkin' to moon God made me a different creature ahh
Remember when I almost gave up on this music shit
I did
Highly favored ayy I really dodged a bougie b***h
She see the Cubans she gon' want the coochie hit
Come here
My chain got more ****in' colors than a Coogi fit
Stay talkin' 'bout me tell them tell you how I feel
Tell
I thank God he been workin' harder than the Devil
Amen
I'm a black rich felon with some hit records
Joy Road what I been yellin' nigga s been tellin'
Care 'bout a lot but I don't give a **** 'bout what it cost
I don't
You ain't gotta pay for nothin' b***h you with a boss
My guy
Just don't go over your budget that's gon' piss me off
They wanna know my cologne can't let them get the sauce
Love my hood but you will never see me go there
Never
All that "Been a real nigga " shit ain't get me nowhere
Nowhere
You love your hood nigga **** your hood
See the world go get a crib off the coast layin' good
My whole hood got extinct over petty beef
niggas I looked up to growing up they deceased
Wish they could have been here d**n how I get here
God saved me with the rap game even though this shit weird
shit weird
Me and Shine we put on for the crib
Call us DTE 'cause we cut on the lights around that b***h
Fat ugly nigga get 'em wet like Pretty Ricky
She gon' throw it back for my McLaren fifty-fifties
On my mama I was really in them trenches
In them trenches
Bangin' nigga s b*****s
On my mama I was really in them trenches
In them trenches
Ayy they ain't men nigga b*****s you hear me