[Intro]
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
[Chorus: YTB Trench]
If it hurt, leave it where it hit, don't leave it, make it worse
Introvert, it be fuck my feelings, I smoke and get hurt
Off that Perc', she gon' eat the dick, eat the tip like desert
I'll make it work, I'll take any digit and turn it to a third
Talking mob ties, get smoked if he try
We gon' spin the bend and he gon' get split, he decide
I be talkin' my shit, don't give no fucks if you don't like
You see me with clips, I beat the block down for my guys
[Verse 1: YTB Trench]
Shе want Birkins, she can get that shit, she stayеd down 'til it worked
Now we don't work and we can travel islands that's upon this Earth
I go to church 'cause I done did some damage underneath the hurt
But I take drugs to heal this lonely savage that came with my birth
Like, is it worth it? All these niggas flodging and we know they perping
If he lurking, gotta keep it tucked for those don't think it's urgent
Like a surgeon, bullets gon' do surgery, ain't cut out for certain
Glizzy purple, it never been bust, I call that bitch a virgin
Do you love me? I know it get rusty, trust me
I be from the trenches, baby, you know it get ugly
One beam, two Glocks in the passenger like rugby
Opps like paparazzi and them junkies tryna box me
Is it true I'm the only love and that I'm loving you?
What to do? I done lost myself and now I'm losing you
Without clue, born into a life of stains and banging blue
I know you always stood right out, never stood in with fools
And if he try, then I'm gon' tarnish him
You crossed me once, you would do it twice, you would let me starve again
Hate to see you up, love it when you down, I'm behind bars again
I know my brothers with me
We chop the block and that bust that Glock
Then up again
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
[Chorus: YTB Trench]
If it hurt, leave it where it hit, don't leave it, make it worse
Introvert, it be fuck my feelings, I smoke and get hurt
Off that Perc', she gon' eat the dick, eat the tip like desert
I'll make it work, I'll take any digit and turn it to a third
Talking mob ties, get smoked if he try
We gon' spin the bend and he gon' get split, he decide
I be talkin' my shit, don't give no fucks if you don't like
You see me with clips, I beat the block down for my guys
[Verse 1: YTB Trench]
Shе want Birkins, she can get that shit, she stayеd down 'til it worked
Now we don't work and we can travel islands that's upon this Earth
I go to church 'cause I done did some damage underneath the hurt
But I take drugs to heal this lonely savage that came with my birth
Like, is it worth it? All these niggas flodging and we know they perping
If he lurking, gotta keep it tucked for those don't think it's urgent
Like a surgeon, bullets gon' do surgery, ain't cut out for certain
Glizzy purple, it never been bust, I call that bitch a virgin
Do you love me? I know it get rusty, trust me
I be from the trenches, baby, you know it get ugly
One beam, two Glocks in the passenger like rugby
Opps like paparazzi and them junkies tryna box me
Is it true I'm the only love and that I'm loving you?
What to do? I done lost myself and now I'm losing you
Without clue, born into a life of stains and banging blue
I know you always stood right out, never stood in with fools
And if he try, then I'm gon' tarnish him
You crossed me once, you would do it twice, you would let me starve again
Hate to see you up, love it when you down, I'm behind bars again
I know my brothers with me
We chop the block and that bust that Glock
Then up again
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