Tiga Maine - Trenches Lyrics

For my mind, yeah
I sit back
And I practice what I preach
'Cause I live that
All the time, yeah
I mean that
I be living on a low
Like a demon
We living fast
But some get it last
Do it every night
And we could never crash
Money is on my mind
I wanna stash it in the bags
Then I celebrate it
I made it through the trenches

My struggle
My case
They left a lot of holes in me
Like a rig in a face, yeah
My hustle
My faith
Mina funa lo money man
Let's cut to the chase, mm-hmm
I told my broad I understand
My heart is full of pain
I'm a Sandton boy
In the clubs I make it rain
Now I'm shinning like an ice
They overslept on me
My ambitious as a rider, huh
Money and power, yeah (Kimiller)

For my mind yeah
I sit back
And I practice what I preach
'Cause I live that
All the time, yeah
I mean that
I be living on a low
Like a demon
We living fast
But some get it last
Do it every night
And we could never crash
Money is on my mind
I wanna stash it in the bags
Then I celebrate it
I made it through the trenches

I can't let them bitches
Get the best outta me
I'ma take it to the top
And get mine they gon' see
Roll one
I'm getting so high
I'm gon'
Step to the music for life
Gotta go and
Get it on my own
I'm gon live it up
And do it on the road
Ain't sitting on the benches
I been working overtime
To get outta the trenches
Knocking down the fences

For my mind, yeah
I sit back
And I practice what I preach
'Cause I live that
All the time, yeah
I mean that
I be living on a low
Like a demon
We living fast
But some get it last
Do it every night
And we could never crash
Money is on my mind
I wanna stash it in the bags
Then I celebrate it
I made it through the trenches
For my mind yeah
I sit back
And I practice what I preach
'Cause I live that
All the time, yeah
I mean that
I be living on a low
Like a demon
We living fast
But some get it last
Do it every night
And we could never crash
Money is on my mind
I wanna stash it in the bags
Then I celebrate it
I made it through the trenches