Trenches to the Top

Mmm, yeah

Mmm, yeah

Came from the trenches, still jumpin′ them fences

Just tryna get back to the bando

Keepin' them sticks, never call for the hitters

I′ll never runnin' out of ammo

They prayin', hopin′ that I stop and glizzy

Feel straight to the top, I can pull with that

You tellin′ out the shady shit you doin'

We was that feelin′ dude that got cousin shot

Caught my first case on my mother block, I ain′t know how to stop

I was addicted to the fast cars and selling rot

I prayed it never stop, this shit had turned me out

But God had a different route

My shit is stamping, ain't no way of getting out

Hit a cartwheel and flipped out

I keep my head up while the whole world doubt me

Made it out the mud, now they can′t live without me

Pressure in my chest but the prayer still found me

From the old block scars to the gold plaques around me

Put a hundred thousand on his head now

Make sure that muff dead now

I deaf his kids round

I want this money need it right now

Every loss taught me with the hold tight

Every night I was chasing that broke life

Now I move with a vision and a cold mind

Turn pain to a purpose now it′s go time

From the trenches to the top I kept rising

Every dark road led me to surviving

I get that God was chasing that broke life

Now I move with a vision and a cold mind

Turn pain to a purpose now it's go time

From the trenches to the top I kept rising

Every dark road led me to surviving