Benz on the track
Yeah
Free all them real ones in the can, man
You know what I'm sayin'
F*ck the rat niggas, man, f*ck 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 how i never did 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