Tre X - Trenches

Uh-huh
(Tre X in this bitch yeah)
Oh I know they don’t want me to make it out
Ain’t no wonder they be in my way
But I don’t know why they acting like I won’t take em out
When it comes to this money don’t play
You could check my demeanor
If I’m against odds imma beat em'
I’m already fighting my demons
And I did it all on my own
So I could say fuck you to niggas that’s thinking I need em'
Could tell by your energy that you ain’t real like a book I could read em'
But they eat the lies that you feed em'
Don’t try to play victim, I treated you good
But you fuck up one time they gon say you mistreat em'
Show me my opponent, all of this talking that on everything I been waiting to meet em'
And if you a real nigga I could chill with ya' but I cut off quick give me a reason
I got this angel on my right and devil on my left don’t know which way I’m leaning
One side telling me fuck everybody the other side saying take a breather
I swear I been thru a whole of pain trynna focus on them now it’s focus on me season
I can’t see myself hanging around em no more it’s all “I’s” till I’m up now it’s “we” eating
Ain’t no one to look up to I got on my hustle
Said fuck em' cuz they try to tell you they love you
I know the intentions, you only say it cuz you scared of what happens if I really dub you
If I was to struggle you ain’t gon' be there for me that’s why I just stay in my bubble
When I get this money up don’t say you care for me cuz my next words ain’t gon be subtle
My dog need a muzzle
Cuz he always on go time he a demon especially if I don’t trust you
I ain’t taking no L's trust me if I spend it I get back make it back double
Imma count up the racks with my team I'm only getting rich to stay outta trouble
Cuz back then we was doing a whole lotta shit cuz our stomachs would grumble
Oh I know they don’t want me to make it out
Ain’t no wonder they be in my way
But I don’t know why they acting like I won’t take em out
When it comes to this money don’t play
You could check my demeanor
If I’m against odds imma beat em'
I’m already fighting my demons
And I did it all on my own
So I could say fuck you to niggas that’s thinking I need em'
Could tell by your energy that you ain’t real like a book I could read em'
But they eat the lies that you feed em
Don’t try to play victim, I treated you good
But you fuck up one time they gon say you mistreat em'
Show me my opponent, all of this talking that on everything I been waiting to meet em'
And if you a real nigga I could chill with ya' but I cut off quick give me a reason

Written by:
Trevon Jackson

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