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trenches - 427lilmoe lyrics

(intro (427lilmoe)
427lilmoe up next, f*ck that im up now, gang

trench babies

(chorus (427lilmoe)
inna trenches lost my n*ggas inna field thats how it go
used to post up by dat store wen lilp died it hurt my soul
we was broke now i get fly wit all my n*ggas upping rolls
had to cut some n*ggas off cause i ain’t know what they was on
real gangstas never die, we forever gone live on
flaming woods to get high, russian creme be over strong
i ain’t get to say goodbye, to my brothers dead and gone
free lo money and lil tae pray to horus they coming home
(verse (427lilmoe)
freaky hoes all in my phone keep on tryna take my soul
we can’t get in with these glocks then we ain’t steppin innat door
imma always come to you cause i ain’t giving out my lo
i remember only selling two, three tickets for a show
dont n0body really love me dey juss love what i can do
pour my heart out in my raps i leave my pain all inna stu
just be gentle wit my soull, if i give my heart to you
i might die posting the block so just make sure my momma cool
if i go tell bro to blow go grab his pole and up the score
cause iah do the same for you if i was there and you was gone
i feel like my sister hate me ion know wat i did wrong
she ain’t pickin up the phone she got me feeling all alone
if i go broke you know its back to kicking doors
out here chasing all my dreams like i wunt sleeping onnat floor
out here rapping like i wunt just serving packs right by dat store
that ain’t gangsta bringing other n*ggas names up 2 a hoe
real n*ggas gone relate drop the a we hop out chase
lilp name all in his mouth bail out the van and hit his face
all my life it been a race, every year a different place
if i dont fo nun else imma make sure i drop da rakes
cause it cost to be the boss, all the younger n*ggas lost
serving packs can’t go back to the crib until i get em off
real street n*gga big dawg, i got blood all on my paws
onna block wit all the gangstas got my back against the wall
got my phone on dnd and im not tryna answer calls
lil n*gga wit a big gun i dont care if he tall
lost my brothers in that field and i can’t take another loss
i ain’t proud of what i did but everything come wit a cost
(chorus (427lilmoe)
inna trenches lost my n*ggas inna field thats how it go
used to post up by dat store wen lilp died it hurt my soul
we was broke now i get fly wit all my n*ggas upping rolls
had to cut some n*ggas off cause i ain’t know what they was on
real gangstas never die, we forever gone live on
flaming woods to get high, russian creme be over strong
i ain’t get to say goodbye, to my brothers dead and gone
free lo money and lil tae pray to horus they coming home

- 427lilmoe lyrics

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