Trenches Unknown T (Ft. Potter Payper)

[Intro]
Mhmm, uh, listen

[Verse 1: Unknown T]
The streets always brackin', I can never show weakness
Fresh off the M charge, rah, I beat it
Always kept a straight face, I never showed 'em how I'm feelin'
Bare pepper on my plate, never lackin', gotta keep it in the deep end
Jail taught me how to man up, all them other niggas tweakin'
Straight pull ups, net baggin', hit the 'nasium on the weekend
Look, I'm free-flow boppin' with my Gs dem
Toothbrush with two blades on when I'm checkin' for the oppers on a greaze ting

[Chorus]
Yo, I do this for the trenches
When you're ballin' you take numerous expenses
Them other niggas coolin' where the bench is
And who the ones offencing
Click back, kicks proper when it's blendin' (Grrr)
I got my block, I do this for the trenches
Yo, who's the one extending
The Luger bells will budoo at your bredrin
Point on sight, you're shook without your veterans
Lemme teach the yutes a lesson
You can't stop, keep the mullah stretchin'
Get on your deen and do it for the trenches