In them trenches we was out every night
Behind my gang best believe we gon' slide
And for a fact you know that we gon' ride
We see a opp and mane you know he gon' die
I'm going to jail if a nigga try to play with me
Liemo in my heart yeah that's my bro you know he stay with me
Give my brother half of what I got yea I just break a piece
Growing up was hard up in that jungle gotta play for keeps
Imma keep this bitch up on my hip in case a nigga try taking me
Realest on my team is myself cause ain't no fake in me
Gotta have some hittas by my side I always stay with 3
Ever since I came up some new niggas start hating me
I'm on my way home though
When they call my phone though
Stuck up in my thoughts I can't believe that you gone bro
I been feeling down bro for you I'm looking up though
And when we find your killers mane them niggas know what's up bro
And for a fact I can't I can't go like that
All behind my brother name I'm gon' blow bout that
They starting to say that I'm the ticket I know that's a fact
I always had that ambition I'mma stand for that
For a fact I'm going out behind my bro's
Some shit up in my head that they don't know
I'm upping in public if they think about sliding on that 4
They asking what happened and I'm just saying I don't know
I'm just trying to grow
And growing up we always had to keep a pole
Or you get put up in a blunt and you get rolled
I'm up in the whip we always speeding I ain't slow
The opps crossed that line and showed us that they want the smoke
So until they die it ain't bout money no more
We gon' slide on they block and leave some bodies on the floor
We riding in traffic me and my niggas trained to go
They ask how I'm living I say I grew up on that 4
A place that you can't go
In them trenches we was out every night
Behind my gang best believe we gon' slide
And for a fact you Know that we gon' ride
We see a opp and mane you know he gon' die