trenches talk - lil durk & lil’ reckless lyrics
[intro: lil durk]
(phone call sound, collect call from cook county jail)
to accept charges, press one—man, f*ck all that
ayy, bro, you good? (boominati)
yeah, n*gga, you know i’m solid, holdin’ sh*t down (dy, you crazy for this one)
i know them opps still talkin’, ain’t slidin’ though
[chorus: lil durk]
came straight up out them trenches, n*gga, ain’t no turnin’ back
lost my dawg, i upped that switch, ain’t tryna talk, ain’t hearin’ that
n*ggas dyin’ left and right, this street sh*t come with all of that
never trust a b*tch, that hoe gon’ f*ck whoever got a sack
yeah, we lurkin’, we don’t squash sh*t, f*ck a opp, we drop sh*t
choppa got a fully, make a n*gga do a backflip
ridin’ with my demons, in this h*llcat, we on fast sh*t
came up out the mud, i’m tryna stack it to a mountain, ayy
[verse 1: lil’ reckless]
f*ck the law, f*ck the da, tell ’em free my n*ggas out
b*tch, i’m from the south, where they k!ll you just for clout
yeah, my n*ggas dangerous, 30s out, thеy love to spin
ain’t no talkin’, ain’t no cappin’, b*tch, we standin’ on revеnge
mama told me chill, but i can’t go, i keep a pole
n*ggas say they steppin’, but they hidin’, they some hoes
we ain’t showin’ love, ain’t no passes, we want smoke
he got caught without that bl!ck, now he a picture on a post
[chorus: lil durk]
came straight up out them trenches, n*gga, ain’t no turnin’ back
lost my dawg, i upped that switch, ain’t tryna talk, ain’t hearin’ that
n*ggas dyin’ left and right, this street sh*t come with all of that
never trust a b*tch, that hoe gon’ f*ck whoever got a sack
yeah, we lurkin’, we don’t squash sh*t, f*ck a opp, we drop sh*t
choppa got a fully, make a n*gga do a backflip
ridin’ with my demons, in this h*llcat, we on fast sh*t
came up out the mud, i’m tryna stack it to a mountain, ayy
[verse 2: lil durk]
how the f*ck you say you slide, but you ain’t shot n0body yet?
we ain’t squashin’ sh*t, we catch ’em lackin’, that’s another check
otf the gang, we with the smoke, we leave a n*gga wet
and i still be in the trenches, where them switches get respect
boy, don’t play with us, n*gga know that we them demons
all that woofin’ on the net, but when we spin, them n*ggas freezin’
hundred rounds up in this b*tch, don’t need no vest, we come to clean it
caught his ass outside the club, now he a body, n*ggsas grievin’
[verse 3: lil’ reckless]
choppa spittin’ fast, sound like durk when he on auto
f*ck the rap beef, we pull up, sendin’ hollows
ain’t no gettin’ back, n*ggas died, now they motto
face shot, body drop, we don’t aim for no hollow
yeah, this sh*t get wicked, send my shooter, he on go
put that pressure on his ass, now his mama beggin’ “no”
we don’t f*ck with rats, we get ’em whacked, that’s how it go
he got caught inside that car, he ain’t make it to the door
[chorus: lil durk]
came straight up out them trenches, na, ain’t no turnin’ back
lost my dawg, i upped that switch, ain’t tryna talk, ain’t hearin’ that
nas dyin’ left and right, this street sh*t come with all of that
never trust a b*tch, that hoe gon’ f*ck whoever got a sack
yeah, we lurkin’, we don’t squash sh*t, f*ck a opp, we drop sh*t
choppa got a fully, make a n*gga do a backflip
ridin’ with my demons, in this h*llcat, we on fast sh*t
came up out the mud, i’m tryna stack it to a mountain, ayy
(outro fades with gunshots and engine revving sound)
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