lirik lagu kappin hg – trench baby
young and dumb but i can’t be forgotten
uppin this tool and i’m clutching this rocket
14, i was juggin and robbin
takin drugs, that’s my only option
no tom brady, i’m up outta pocket
sellin drugs tryna make me a profit
you not hard, you jus better stop it
clutching this glock, i might just pop it
cop a new fit, and i jus might rock it
fumble the bag, i’m never gone drop it
hop out the bentley, u better go lock it
but i’m just straight up out the trenches
metal to his face, send his ass to the dentist
up on my own, i’m so independent
(independent)
just go ahead and check my attendance
happened as kids, i’m still seeking some vengeance
stupid sh~t, i don’t want no attention
(at all)
feeling like i’m just trapped in detention
(trapped)
seen so much, i’m full of suspicion
glock 19 and it came wit extensions
n~gga switched up, he actin so different
(fake)
n~gga wan kil me, we won’t even mention
f~ck that, i’m a real trench baby
chasin bread, makin money moves daily
thinkin sh~t sweet, don’t even try play me
i’m an animal, u can’t even tame me
all this pain, u can’t even blame me
opp n~ggas, they jus tryna slay me
for a feature, you jus gotta pay me
but late night, u know that i cried
thinkin i just was dead inside
never met em, my grandpa died
takin drugs, they just leavin me fried
n~gga wan k!ll me, ain’t no surprise
feelin pain, i’m facin demise
hiding feelings just like a disguise
i see black jus like the night skies
wipe all of the tears, right up from my eyes
i’m tryna win and get to the prize
b~tch i’m up, i’m ahead of my time
don’t wanna live where the sun don’t shine
hol on, wait, u gotta peep my design
i’m goin crazy, i’m losing my mind
chasin the money, i stick to the grind
(hol on bruh, change the flow)
young and dumb but i can’t be forgotten
uppin this tool and i’m clutching this rocket
14, i was juggin and robbin
takin drugs, that’s my only option
no tom brady, i’m up outta pocket
sellin drugs tryna make me a profit
you not hard, you jus better stop it
clutching this glock, i might just pop it
cop a new fit, and i jus might rock it
fumble the bag, i’m never gone drop it
hop out the bentley, u better go lock it
as a youngin, i was jus facing drama
me and my n~ggas was slidin in hondas
clutching a tool, i was clutching a llama
lemme take time, thank my grandfather
i’m tryna win, and count me some commas
six years old, i was tucked in pajama
grinding hard, tryna make it for momma
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