BiC Fizzle - Product Of The Trenches lyrics

(Pablo crazy for this motherfucker)

Drive my car fast through the hood, I feel amazing (I feel amazing)
Knew I had a reason, jit since a lil' baby (Since a lil' baby)
Breakin' in houses, broad day, hiding from the cops in vacant places (Places)
Thank You, Lord, I'm still here, my life amazing
She like, "Boy, do you love me? ", I said, "I do" (I said, "I do")
Say, I got twenty-one questions 'bout me and you ('Bout me and you)
I'm out the way, I'm movin' slow, how about you? (How about you?)
I'm from the hood, slept on the floor, but I ain't the same, I feel the truth

When my people ain't have it, got up to get it (Got up to get it)
Don't judge my way, I'm just a product of the trenches (Product of the trenches)
She so in love, she tryna treat me like a thug (Treat me like a thug)
My brother trap, we known for takin' down the plug (Takin' down the plug)
He ain't no tough nigga, he muggin' 'cause he nervous ('Cause he nervous)
1K 4L, cop boy, I get to poppin' shit on purpose
Talkin', then we get to flippin' shit like burgers (Fry)
A to the B, bae, you looking kinda perfect
Ayy, sit on the Bentley while I pour up some of this Remy (Some of this Remy)
Sprinkle flowers in the tub, damn, lil' baby got me simpin'
I ain't getting paid, I ain't even tryin' to hit the club (Tryna hit the club)
I don't give a fuck about these nasty-ass women
Ayy, watch you approach me, bumpin' that Jodeci (Bumpin' that Jodeci)
She ain't even know she was a slut, I told her come to me (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I beat it up, after we fuck, she screamin', "Marry me" (Yeah)
She lovin' how I use my voice, I got that melody

Drive my car fast through the hood, I feel amazing (I feel amazing)
Knew I had a reason, jit since a lil' baby (Since a lil' baby)
Breakin' in houses, broad day, hiding from the cops in vacant places (Places)
Thank You, Lord, I'm still here, my life amazing
She like, "Boy, do you love me? ", I said, "I do" (I said, "I do")
Say, I got twenty-one questions 'bout me and you ('Bout me and you)
I'm out the way, I'm movin' slow, how about you? (How about you?)
I'm from the hood, slept on the floor, but I ain't the same, I feel the truth (Look, BiC Fizzle, ayy)

Out on the road and all I'm thinkin' 'bout is home
Look, uh, child tree, abounded houses, corner stores
Look, uh, a lot of junkies, but I treat 'em like they equal
'Cause you can learn a lot of shit from the old people
Look, hood trophy, I'm the chosen one, I'm fly as a bald eagle
Better not put no bag in front of me, I'ma chase it like a cheetah
Told lil' baby I don't need ya, I'll leave ya 'fore I beat ya
Kinda fucked up in the head, one side God, the other Reaper (Yeah)
Drive my car fast through the hood 'cause I know I made it
She know I'm headed to the top, ho tryna have my baby
Throw on that rubber 'fore I fuck her, still have her shakin'
Pull on her hair, smack her ass, she say I drive her crazy

Drive my car fast through the hood, I feel amazing (I feel amazing)
Knew I had a reason, jit since a lil' baby (Since a lil' baby)
Breakin' in houses, broad day, hiding from the cops in vacant places (Places)
Thank You, Lord, I'm still here, my life amazing
She like, "Boy, do you love me? ", I said, "I do" (I said, "I do")
Say, I got twenty-one questions 'bout me and you ('Bout me and you)
I'm out the way, I'm movin' slow, how about you? (How about you?)
I'm from the hood, slept on the floor, but I ain't the same, I feel the truth