In The Trenches - Jackboy

Doo doo doo doo

Sniper

I’m really loaded, I’m turnt up

I’m in the trenches, man

Fuck her and her momma, I’m a mother fucker

Street pharmacist, neighbourhood hustler

Told her that I love her, but I still don’t trust her

I’m a bastard, my daddy been a buster

If I see that nigga, chopper sing like Usher

Fuckin' samurai, daddy I’mma cut ya

Night light, yellow diamonds shine the city

Boy get off your ass, and go and get it

Lord forgive me, for my sin money

Messin' up, kickin' doors in money

Paper chaser, addicted to that fast money

Put down that Coach bag, get you some first class money

I want your head first, somethin' like a crash dummy

I’m a walkin' lick, bitch I got that cash on me

Got that boot in me, I got the juice with me

Yeah the coupe tinted, got lil shooter in it

I’m a rollin' stone, molly got my mind gone

Your bitch rode me, her friend wanna ride along

I be goin' hard, call me Viagra

Grab the mic, then catch the holy ghost like I’m a pastor

I preach

Swimmin' in the money, trips overseas

With a foreign bitch, sex on the beach

MVP, I never had a bad year

Lately, I’ve been touchin' paper like a cashier

Gotta earn ya spot, nobody ain’t put me here

Had to play the block, when nobody played it fair

Ran up a check, left you niggas in the rear

Once you get them bands, all your problems disappear

Ooh, how you came up like that?

Tell me how you fucked the game up like that?

First place, but I started last on the track

I’m in your city, puttin' my city on the map