(Southside on the track, yeah) Yeah Call them twins, that told me I was in a different bag, man My mind, my vision clear, on 4nem 2020 was my richest year, no bap I can't stay out in my hood 'Cause my life at risk We put niggas up for good I don't like to diss I been gangsta since forever I'ma die like this I got tired of toting berettas and that's why I'm rich Let my soul bleed Guess they love me 'cause I'm fighting demons I seen bodies dropping every season I watched people that I love leave me Known killers that'll murder niggas for no reason, please believe me Trying take it all easy but this shit ain't easy I be trying to help 'em eat but all these niggas greazy I ain't with no fucking treatys We ain't Wop and Jeezy I'm between making peace and watching oppas bleeding Long live B Weezy Long live Breezy Toting pistols like I'm Peewee, I saw Kobe wheezing Say Lil Roc was breathing heavily, shit stressing me We was sliding all weekend, catching niggas sleeping Pulled on buddy, he ain't check out but I bet he decent Nigga blessed, I guess, we tried to glue him to the cement Now I'm rocking all this ice, the trenches caught amnesia That's a quick history lesson, for whoever need it, uh I be hopping out the whip, I'm still the same nigga But my guns more expensive and my chains bigger Trying to find the quickest way for me to make 8 figures Figured I don't gotta save it, if it came quicker Niggas, bitches, mention my name, they get flamed with it Niggas friendly with this fame Nigga, I ain't with it Post-traumatic so that shit still in my brain Trench baby, so the trenches know my name Never been a lame (Ay) Label me a stain We gon' dome check ya' gang (Bop) Ay, .40's jammed up on us, left them bitches in the rain (Damn) Stackin' hundreds, but like pennies, I won't never change Won everywhere I played like Lebron James I'm too accustomed to pain, I switched up my lane to fuck with this fame I know I talk like a pimp so I bought me some bracelets, I fucked with some rings I got some aim and I'm full of anger, Know why I'll fuck up a range Been a lil' minute but still ain't a stranger, pick up that .40 and bang Trenches with killers had sense and we still went insane, I bet they remember my name Beat prison systems, my youngin' ain't see me in chains, I put my lil' nigga in chains Got through adversity, teach him 'bout racism, that ain't my lil' nigga name Know everyday I wake, that its a new level, that's how I get through the game