Trenches Know My Name - G Herbo

Yeah

Call them twins, that told me I was in a different bag, man

My mind, my vision clear, on 4nem

2020 was my richest year, no bap

I can’t stay out in my hood

'Cause my life at risk

We put niggas up for good

I don’t like to diss

I been gangsta since forever

I’ma die like this

I got tired of toting berettas and that’s why I’m rich

Let my soul bleed

Guess they love me 'cause I’m fighting demons

I seen bodies dropping every season

I watched people that I love leave me

Known killers that’ll murder niggas for no reason, please believe me

Trying take it all easy but this shit ain’t easy

I be trying to help 'em eat but all these niggas greazy

I ain’t with no fucking treatys

We ain’t Wop and Jeezy

I’m between making peace and watching oppas bleeding

Long live B Weezy

Long live Breezy

Toting pistols like I’m Peewee, I saw Kobe wheezing

Say Lil Roc was breathing heavily, shit stressing me

We was sliding all weekend, catching niggas sleeping

Pulled on buddy, he ain’t check out but I bet he decent

Nigga blessed, I guess, we tried to glue him to the cement

Now I’m rocking all this ice, the trenches caught amnesia

That’s a quick history lesson, for whoever need it, uh

I be hopping out the whip, I’m still the same nigga

But my guns more expensive and my chains bigger

Trying to find the quickest way for me to make 8 figures

Figured I don’t gotta save it, if it came quicker

Niggas, bitches, mention my name, they get flamed with it

Niggas friendly with this fame

Nigga, I ain’t with it

Post-traumatic so that shit still in my brain

Trench baby, so the trenches know my name

Never been a lame (Ay)

Label me a stain

We gon' dome check ya' gang (Bop)

Ay, .40's jammed up on us, left them bitches in the rain (Damn)

Stackin' hundreds, but like pennies, I won’t never change

Won everywhere I played like Lebron James

I’m too accustomed to pain, I switched up my lane to fuck with this fame

I know I talk like a pimp so I bought me some bracelets, I fucked with some

rings

I got some aim and I’m full of anger, Know why I’ll fuck up a range

Been a lil' minute but still ain’t a stranger, pick up that .40 and bang

Trenches with killers had sense and we still went insane, I bet they remember

my name

Beat prison systems, my youngin' ain’t see me in chains, I put my lil' nigga in

chains

Got through adversity, teach him 'bout racism, that ain’t my lil' nigga name

Know everyday I wake, that its a new level, that’s how I get through the game