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voice of the trenches - tj porter lyrics

(intro)
grizavelly
yeah

(verse 1)
voice of the trenches call me that’s just cuz i speak for ’em (cuz i speak for ’em)
i ain’t lying to these kids you know i teach to ’em (you know i teach to ’em)
b*tch i’m shootin for the stars you see me reach for ’em (shooting for the stars)
hate that old n*gga on the block tryna preach to ’em
so what you wanna be a boss or a gangsta
trap around the world with your gang getting paper (getting paper)
or sit up on that block getting knocked out in the paper (paper)
so what you really wanna be a boss or a gangsta (boss or a gangsta)
oh you wanna be a gangsta i was scarred by the trenches (in the trenches)
i was deep down in them streets i hear them shots and start flinchin
i see real life homicide and pray to god them bullets miss me (yeah)
you don’t want no 9 to 5 you on the block sellin willa (selling willa)
n*ggas dyin mommas cryin all the sirens start to riot (yeah)
all these drugs i take keep me sane keep me from cryin (cryin)
all these drugs i take ease the pain and keep me quiet (quiet)
traumatised i can’t control my brain lowkey be wilin

(verse 2)
momma say this sh*t ain’t easy
don’t stress her out just keep it easy (easy)
praying cuz she barely see me
through the nights she checked the tv (tv)
body after body on the news (news)
greaves me to good she confused (yeah)
if i make me a ’lil change they gon shot me out that drop*top
come around with my chains they gon start staring like gods spy (yeah)
n*ggas do anything for the fame man, not the money (for the money)
i know n*ggas change, i know n*ggas hate, they don’t love ’em (they don’t love ’em)
so what you wanna be a boss or a gangsta
i was in the field when they first turned to haters (haters)
i just wanna ball, wanna ball like a laker (laker)
and i scream we gon ball, we gon ball like the chasers

(chorus)
what you wanna be a boss or a gangsta (gangsta)
what you wanna be a boss or a gangsta (yeah)
what you wanna be a boss or a gangsta (yeah)
what you wanna be a boss or a gangsta (be a boss or a gangsta)

(verse 3)
ha i don’t wanna be no f*cking gangsta, i wanna be the biggest boss of them all (facts)

i don’t wanna be a gangsta, wanna be a boss, b*tch you know it’s big porter (big porter)
dripped in designer, you know i’m the flyest, them balenciagas step on ya (step on ya)
10k on a fit, 30 on a cuban n*gga thats a check on me (facts)
verified in the trenches way before instagram put the check on me (put the check on me)
check on me, check on me (check on me)
check on me, check on me, check on me (check on me, check on me)
check on me, check on me (check on me)
none of you n*ggas ahead of me yeah uh
i was just a youngin 17 (17)
def jam really put a check on me
check on my wrist (check on my)
check on my drip yeah (yeah)
check on me, check on me (check on me)
they got a bag and we got a bag but you know the difference (them n*ggas is broke)
them n*ggas mad cuz we in our bag and f*cking they b*tches (facts)
jump of a jet and go straight to a foreign yeah (vyooom)
look at me (look at me look at me)
diamonds they vvs, when i step in the spot ain’t no booking me (none of you booking me)
b*tch i’m a boss, don’t get my hands dirty yeah that was the rookie me (that was the rookie me)
shooters on payroll, shoot if i say so, switch up i show you the cook in me (facts)

(yall n*ggas is buggin the f*ck out, yeah i got me in a f*cking different bag it’s 2020, we gon ball you n*ggas know the vibes)

- tj porter lyrics

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