Stunna Gambino - Plan B (Motivate the trenches) lyrics

Yeaa ohh trenches but you could tell hardly
I know a nigga wit' child support
He ain't no counterpart yeah, yeah

Tryna motivate the trenches
But they took me for greedy yeah, yeah
I know a nigga who play gangster
I used to treat that boy like family
Ou yeah, yeah
That boy move like he all first but he
A bitch we told 'em plan b's yeah, yeah
Put my pain inside these verses yet
They still don't understand me

Collect cars for my dog
I hate them county jails
I gotta see 'еm through a glass
I hate that county smell
I was goin' through it in the trеnches
But you could hardly tell
Doin' drive-bys out their doley
In that Bonneville
Mmm and I barley speaked on my mama still
I be stuck up in my ways
I love you but I need some time to heal
7 figures at 18, yeah I signed that deal
100 days a 100 nights
You know the grind is real yeah, yeah

Tryna motivate the trenches
But they took me for greedy yeah, yeah
I know a nigga who play gangster
I used to treat that boy like family
Ou yeah, yeah
That boy move like he all first but he
A bitch we told 'em plan b's yeah, yeah
Put my pain inside these verses yet
They still don't understand me

And I barley speaked on my mama still
I be stuck up in my ways
I love you but I need some time to heal
7 figures at 18, yeah I signed that deal
100 days a 100 nights
You know the grind is real