Trenches - Dave East, DJ Holiday

108th street

119th street

117th street nigga

We grindin'

I was in the trenches praying to God I could make it

I’ve been trying to get it, bitch, I’m running out of patience

Shooter on the roof, I don’t pass, bitch, I’m facin' (shooter)

Watch the cops, gamblin' on the block, like it’s Vegas

I was in the trenches praying to God I could make it (praying)

I’ve been trying to get it bitch, I’m running out of patience

Shooter on the roof, I don’t pass, bitch, I’m facin' (headshot)

Watch the cops, gamblin' on the block, like it’s Vegas

Hate Me Now dropped, now I loud shop, you already know I’m with the dumb shit

My bitch bad and my blunt lit, got everything I need I don’t want shit

I’m on 108th, I’m on 110th, your bitch pulled down my zipper and tongue-kissed

I got hitters on call, they don’t want shit

I got millions on the to hear son spit

Niggas go broke over one chick

Sold all the dimes, I got one nick

You can get rich off of one flip

Hollowheads in the Ruger make you front flip

I don’t crew-hop, I got one clique

I won’t give a dollar up to one bitch

Seat back, blunt lit, knocking Pun shit

I’m in great shape baby, I can run shit

Let’s go

I was in the trenches praying to God I could make it

I’ve been trying to get it, bitch, I’m running out of patience

Shooter on the roof, I don’t pass, bitch, I’m facin' (shooter)

Watch the cops, gamblin' on the block, like it’s Vegas

I was in the trenches praying to God I could make it (praying)

I’ve been trying to get it bitch, I’m running out of patience

Shooter on the roof, I don’t pass, bitch, I’m facin' (headshot)

Watch the cops, gamblin' on the block, like it’s Vegas

I ride for the gang, tho

Free my nigga, Drain-O

Gotta watch what you say, tho

Niggas die everyday, bro

I remember nights, no cable (I remember)

Catch a body, gotta lay low (low)

Turn a snapback to a halo

Then I slide with a bitch, look like J-Lo

Money come in and it move when I say so

Street nigga, rest in peace Bankroll

Blue hundreds to the Yens to the Peso

I just hope I make it there before the bank close

Ain’t my birthday but I’m getting cake tho (cake)

In the worst way, they be trynna hate bro

All I know is chase cheese, get the queso

Now we sipping Dom P by the case load

Let’s go

I was in the trenches praying to God I could make it

I’ve been trying to get it, bitch, I’m running out of patience

Shooter on the roof, I don’t pass, bitch, I’m facin' (shooter)

Watch the cops, gamblin' on the block, like it’s Vegas

I was in the trenches praying to God I could make it (praying)

I’ve been trying to get it bitch, I’m running out of patience

Shooter on the roof, I don’t pass, bitch, I’m facin' (headshot)

Watch the cops, gamblin' on the block, like it’s Vegas

I was in the trenches praying to God I could make it

I’ve been trying to get it, bitch, I’m running out of patience

Shooter on the roof, I don’t pass, bitch, I’m facin'

Watch the cops, gamblin' on the block, like it’s Vegas