Rob49 - Product of the Trenches lyrics
Rob49 [Robert Coleman Thomas] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S 🇺🇸
[Rob49 - Product of the Trenches lyrics]
Product of the trenches
Been this way since I was little yeah
I'm a dog and she a dog
She think I love her 'cause I kiss her
Yeah (yeah)
I'm getting my money right
(yeah) , stacking and investing
Took my momma out the fucking projects (yeah)
Grinding everyday, I'm showing love
But I don't owe her nothin'
(Owe her nothin') hot boxing the Altima
The back-to back in Buku foreigns (yeah)
SRT when I get bored (yeah)
Fuck that, let's go meal for
Meal, you started this, i finished it
(yeah)
Trеat her good just 'cause she prеtty (yeah)
Yeah, I'm humble, but I'm litty
I was trying to tell them I was the greatest
They ain't see it in me (yeah)
Before I touch this mic', I was been hype
Just my bread different (yeah)
All us from the booth, that's off the flip
All he know is step (yeah)
I was tryna be a drug lord like I'm DMF
(yeah) i was dead broke, starving by myself
Niggas ain't never help (yeah)
I was tryna throw away my life
Niggas ain't tell me nothin' (yeah)
I be selling weed
Don't play with cracker fiends
(Play with cracker fiends, yeah)
I put her on her knees
But don't trust no skeezer
(But don't trust no skeezer, yeah)
The way I dog her out, I know she hate me
(I know she hate me, yeah)
She want me to herself, she crazy
(She want me to herself, she crazy, yeah)
Alright, product of the trenches
Been this way since I was little
I'm dog and she a dog
She think I love her 'cause I kiss her
(yeah)
Once I went turned up my fam'
I went and put on all my niggas
(Put on all my niggas) i created all my ice
Two hundred fifty in this kennel
(In this kennel)
You can tell my bro a real street nigga
He done slip shit (yeah)
I be tryna hide my real
Life from these rap lyrics (yeah)
I was out here putting these niggas on
Niggas ain't give me nothin' (yeah)
I was out here stealing niggas money
Just be glad I love you (yeah)
Savage like my momma
Still be trappin' like my daddy (yeah)
I'm seventeen in high school putting
Pounds in the attic, nigga
(yeah)
I be selling weed
Don't play with cracker fiends
(Play with cracker fiends)
I put her on her knees
But don't trust no skeezer
(But don't trust no skeezer)
The way I dog her out, I know she hate me
(I know she hate me)
She want me to herself, she crazy
(She want me to herself, she crazy, yeah)
Alright, product of the trenches
Been this way since I was little
I'm dog and she a dog
She think I love her 'cause I kiss her
(Kiss her)
Been this way since I was little yeah
I'm a dog and she a dog
She think I love her 'cause I kiss her
Yeah (yeah)
I'm getting my money right
(yeah) , stacking and investing
Took my momma out the fucking projects (yeah)
Grinding everyday, I'm showing love
But I don't owe her nothin'
(Owe her nothin') hot boxing the Altima
The back-to back in Buku foreigns (yeah)
SRT when I get bored (yeah)
Fuck that, let's go meal for
Meal, you started this, i finished it
(yeah)
Trеat her good just 'cause she prеtty (yeah)
Yeah, I'm humble, but I'm litty
I was trying to tell them I was the greatest
They ain't see it in me (yeah)
Before I touch this mic', I was been hype
Just my bread different (yeah)
All us from the booth, that's off the flip
All he know is step (yeah)
I was tryna be a drug lord like I'm DMF
(yeah) i was dead broke, starving by myself
Niggas ain't never help (yeah)
I was tryna throw away my life
Niggas ain't tell me nothin' (yeah)
I be selling weed
Don't play with cracker fiends
(Play with cracker fiends, yeah)
I put her on her knees
But don't trust no skeezer
(But don't trust no skeezer, yeah)
The way I dog her out, I know she hate me
(I know she hate me, yeah)
She want me to herself, she crazy
(She want me to herself, she crazy, yeah)
Alright, product of the trenches
Been this way since I was little
I'm dog and she a dog
She think I love her 'cause I kiss her
(yeah)
Once I went turned up my fam'
I went and put on all my niggas
(Put on all my niggas) i created all my ice
Two hundred fifty in this kennel
(In this kennel)
You can tell my bro a real street nigga
He done slip shit (yeah)
I be tryna hide my real
Life from these rap lyrics (yeah)
I was out here putting these niggas on
Niggas ain't give me nothin' (yeah)
I was out here stealing niggas money
Just be glad I love you (yeah)
Savage like my momma
Still be trappin' like my daddy (yeah)
I'm seventeen in high school putting
Pounds in the attic, nigga
(yeah)
I be selling weed
Don't play with cracker fiends
(Play with cracker fiends)
I put her on her knees
But don't trust no skeezer
(But don't trust no skeezer)
The way I dog her out, I know she hate me
(I know she hate me)
She want me to herself, she crazy
(She want me to herself, she crazy, yeah)
Alright, product of the trenches
Been this way since I was little
I'm dog and she a dog
She think I love her 'cause I kiss her
(Kiss her)