Southside on the track, yeah
Yeah
Call them twins, just told me I was in a different bag, man

My mind, my vision clear, on foenem
2020 was my richest year, no bap

I can´t stay out in my hood, ´cause my life at risk
We put niggas up for good, I don´t like to diss
I been gangsta since forever, I´ma die like this
I got tired of toting berettas and that´s why I´m rich
Let my soul bleed
Guess they love me ´cause I´m fightin´ demons
I seen bodies dropping every season
I watched people that I love leave me
Known killers that´ll murder niggas for no reason, please believe me
Tryin´ take it all easy but this shit ain´t easy
I be tryin´ to help ´em eat but all these niggas greazy

I ain´t with no fucking treaties, we ain´t Wop and Jeezy
I´m between making peace and watching oppas bleeding
Long live B Weezy, long live Breezy
Toting pistols like I´m Peewee, I saw Kobe wheezing
Say Lil Roc was breathing heavily, shit stressing me
We was sliding all weekend, catching niggas sleeping
Pulled on buddy, he ain´t check out but I bet he decent
Nigga blessed I guess, we tried to glue him to the cement
Now I´m rocking all this ice, the trenches caught amnesia
That´s a quick history lesson for whoever need it, uh

I be hopping out the whip, I´m still the same nigga
But my guns more expensive and my chains bigger
Trying to find the quickest way for me to make eight figures
Figured I don´t gotta save it if it came quicker
Niggas bitches, mention my name, they get flamed with it
Niggas friendly with this fame, nigga, I ain´t with it
Post-traumatic so that shit still in my brain
Trench baby, so the trenches know my name
Never been a lame (Ay)
Label me a stain, we gon´ dome check ya gang (Bop)
Ay, .40´s jammed up on us, left them bitches in the rain (Damn)
Stackin´ hundreds, but like pennies, I won´t never change

Won everywhere I played like LeBron James
I´m too accustomed to pain, I switched up my lane to fuck with this fame
I know I talk like a pimp so I bought me some bracelets, I fucked with some rings
I got some aim and I´m full of anger, know why I´ll fuck up a range
Been a lil´ minute but still ain´t a stranger, pick up that .40 and bang
Trenches with killers had sense and we still went insane, I bet they remember my name
Beat prison systems, my youngin´ ain´t see me in chains, I put my lil´ nigga in chains
Got through adversity, teach him ´bout racism, that ain´t my lil´ nigga name
Know every day I wake that it´s a new level, that´s how I get through the game