Benz on the track
Yeah
Free them real ones in the can, man
You know what I´m sayin´
Fuck the rat niggas, man, fuck opps and shit, man

This for the trenches, man, this what I´m feeling

Roll me a eighth
Just got that call, my homie good, he beat his case
I couldn´t wait
I swear to God I just wanna see my homie straight
And I know they wanna kill me, but I won´t go away
I know they wanna kill me, but I can´t go today
I know they wanna kill me (Oh)
But if I go I know I left a legacy, oh

Smacked again, fake wanna sip act again
Lotta shit been changin´ in my life, I´m like "What´s happenin´?"
Trap boy, all I know, crazy I´ll never sell packs again

Crazy I´ll never lack again, nigga talk hot, I´m smackin´ him
Oh, catch me an opp, swear to God I´ma shoot for the brain
Ain´t no tuckin´ no chain, I put that on gang, stupid you think I´m a lame
O for the buck, for the brain, grrt-boom, that´s how we cock it and bang
The police ain´t stoppin´ a thing, grrt-boom, just ´cause they stay on my game
Gang-gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang-gang
I come from the trenches, where they bang, bang, bang, bang
Knew my ass was never ever lame, lame, lame
I come from the trenches, where they bang, bang, bang
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Bang, bang

Roll me a eighth
Just got that call, my homie good, he beat his case
I couldn´t wait
I swear to God I just wanna see my homie straight
And I know they wanna kill me, but I won´t go away
I know they wanna kill me, but I can´t go today
I know they wanna kill me (Oh)
But if I go I know I left a legacy, oh