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selling dreams - clavish lyrics

[intro]
kieran nash beats
r14

[pre*chorus]
in the trenches, if you slip, you know what that means
that’s why my cutters by my side and it never leaves
she gotta give me face first like a pedigree
i’d rather sell b and white than be selling dreams
in the trenches, if you slip, you know what that means
that’s why my cutters by my side and it never leaves
she gotta give me face first like a pedigree
i’d rather sell b and whitе than be selling dreams
[verse 1]
my old school friеnds shocked now
told them that i gotta pick
catch a p*ssy slipping, that’s just suttin’ that i gotta dip
don’t listen to my paigons please, them man there chat a lot of sh*t
they say they don’t f*ck with 12, **** does the opposite
i don’t mind the politics as long as i got peace for waps
n*ggas talking wicked, but see, they ain’t got no p’s for that
n*gga talked to b*tches about n*ggas, that’s the she in man
and still ain’t even hitting, they just b*tching for no reason, akh
if you’re talking scores, don’t trick boy, we’re in the lead
heard my name a couple times, now she’s into me
clocked i’m coming up, now she tryna intervene
baby girl, you had your chance
go f*ck with them n*ggas that got beef with me
trouble’s ’round the corner, so they four get gripped so easily
never had to say a word, that’s why i call easy deep
run up with half a box, that’s what i can easy p
switching lanes in sport mode, i think that’s just mb in me
trending, but i’m still in the trenches
when n*ggas hate to see you win, they’re sh*t at pretending
and for one thing, for sure, the funeral’s pending
i got young boys tryna get a name and attention

[chorus]
in the trench, it’s all love when you’re broke as f*ck
every day’s a jail call, i play my unreleased songs
and ask them how they holding up
gang sign, my n*gga, i still throw it up
they’re saying it was me on a ped with a pole one up
in the trench, it’s all love when you’re broke as f*ck
every day’s a jail call, i play my unreleased songs
and ask them how they holding up
gang sign, my n*gga, i still throw it up
they’re saying it was me on a ped with a pole one up
[post*chorus]
in the trenches, if you slip, you know what that means
that’s why my cutters by my side and it never leaves
she gotta give me face first like a pedigree
i’d rather sell b and white than be selling dreams

[outro]
r14

- clavish lyrics

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