Lyrics
You don't want no commotion when they sippin' on that potion
They have emotion to spit your Kool-Aid pack open
They'll have you havin' convulsions
While they celebratin' and toasting
'Cause they done fucked around and got the boogeyman out the way
But what niggas fail to realize is a boogeyman in every state
There's some killers in every city, some MVPs in the hood
But if you let they mama tell it, they ain't up to no good
They're angels to her and they can't do no wrong in her eyes
But little do she know her baby got street ties
He done made a lot of mamas cry and a lot of people done died
It's weird out here, it's eerie just like it's a sci-fi
It's messy, it's smeary, ain't no more lovin' thy neighbor
They catchin' bodies for bodies, they doin' the favors for favors
Don't say I ain't never told you that this place ain't safe
Get on your knees, say your grace and ask for forgiveness and faith
That's what my aunties used to tell me when I was three flickin' yayo
Two ways out the game, either dead or in jail (Bitch)
Really outside, used to post up by the benches (Benches)
Runnin' from the boys, used to always hit them fences (Fences)
Not a fairy tale, this book got consequences (Consequences)
A story 'bout the trenches (The trenches)
Really outside, used to post up by the benches (Benches)
Runnin' from the boys, used to always hit them fences (Fences)
Not a fairy tale, this book got consequences (Consequences)
A story 'bout the trenches (Trenches)
Pills, needles and forensics in the trenches (Trenches)
There's consequences when you trendin' in the trenches
The art of storytelling, tellin' the story with art
The OGs used to always tell me right out of court
You gotta think with your brain and don't always think with your heart
I live with the walkin' serpents with legs on the shark
These females ganged up like niggas, they out here havin' they pay
Vallejo, Oakland, Richmond and San Francisco where they stay
And even outside of our county, they hella rowdy
From Sac to the Valley, the whole motherfuckin' Cali (Trenches)
Gotta move matters, don't let these suckers do damage
Puttin' this shit together like a grilled cheese sandwich
Ain't too many Europeans, mostly Black and Hispanic
They ain't carin' about surveillance, give a fuck about cameras
Every second and every minute and every hour and day
Gotta ask the Lord thy Father to forgive you in prayer
Catalytic converters and copper
Out in the Bay, they lost they way
They come with switches and choppers
Drop a pin where you lay (Trenches, bitch)
Really outside, used to post up by the benches (Benches)
Runnin' from the boys, used to always hit them fences (Fences)
Not a fairy tale, this book got consequences (Consequences)
A story 'bout the trenches (The trenches)
Really outside, used to post up by the benches (Benches)
Runnin' from the boys, used to always hit them fences (Fences)
Not a fairy tale, this book got consequences (Consequences)
A story 'bout the trenches (Trenches)
Pills, needles and forensics in the trenches (Trenches)
There's consequences when you trendin' in the trenches
The trenches
Where niggas'll throw they life away in one day
All it take is thirty seconds to get thirty years
All that just to impress they peers
Ain't no more rules
But peep game
God forgive babies and fools
Have I ever told y'all the story of the
Happy hustler and the crappy criminal?
Well if I haven't, I shall do that now
Right now I shall
See, the crappy criminal couldn't accept
That he was not good at bein' a criminal
He refused to throw in the towel
But now, the happy hustler
He walked out the game with a smile (Bitch)
Really outside, used to post up by the benches (Benches)
Runnin' from the boys, used to always hit them fences (Fences)
Not a fairy tale, this book got consequences (Consequences)
A story 'bout the trenches (The trenches)
Really outside, used to post up by the benches (Benches)
Runnin' from the boys, used to always hit them fences (Fences)
Not a fairy tale, this book got consequences (Consequences)
A story 'bout the trenches (Trenches)
Pills, needles and forensics in the trenches (Trenches)
There's consequences when you trendin' in the trenches
They have emotion to spit your Kool-Aid pack open
They'll have you havin' convulsions
While they celebratin' and toasting
'Cause they done fucked around and got the boogeyman out the way
But what niggas fail to realize is a boogeyman in every state
There's some killers in every city, some MVPs in the hood
But if you let they mama tell it, they ain't up to no good
They're angels to her and they can't do no wrong in her eyes
But little do she know her baby got street ties
He done made a lot of mamas cry and a lot of people done died
It's weird out here, it's eerie just like it's a sci-fi
It's messy, it's smeary, ain't no more lovin' thy neighbor
They catchin' bodies for bodies, they doin' the favors for favors
Don't say I ain't never told you that this place ain't safe
Get on your knees, say your grace and ask for forgiveness and faith
That's what my aunties used to tell me when I was three flickin' yayo
Two ways out the game, either dead or in jail (Bitch)
Really outside, used to post up by the benches (Benches)
Runnin' from the boys, used to always hit them fences (Fences)
Not a fairy tale, this book got consequences (Consequences)
A story 'bout the trenches (The trenches)
Really outside, used to post up by the benches (Benches)
Runnin' from the boys, used to always hit them fences (Fences)
Not a fairy tale, this book got consequences (Consequences)
A story 'bout the trenches (Trenches)
Pills, needles and forensics in the trenches (Trenches)
There's consequences when you trendin' in the trenches
The art of storytelling, tellin' the story with art
The OGs used to always tell me right out of court
You gotta think with your brain and don't always think with your heart
I live with the walkin' serpents with legs on the shark
These females ganged up like niggas, they out here havin' they pay
Vallejo, Oakland, Richmond and San Francisco where they stay
And even outside of our county, they hella rowdy
From Sac to the Valley, the whole motherfuckin' Cali (Trenches)
Gotta move matters, don't let these suckers do damage
Puttin' this shit together like a grilled cheese sandwich
Ain't too many Europeans, mostly Black and Hispanic
They ain't carin' about surveillance, give a fuck about cameras
Every second and every minute and every hour and day
Gotta ask the Lord thy Father to forgive you in prayer
Catalytic converters and copper
Out in the Bay, they lost they way
They come with switches and choppers
Drop a pin where you lay (Trenches, bitch)
Really outside, used to post up by the benches (Benches)
Runnin' from the boys, used to always hit them fences (Fences)
Not a fairy tale, this book got consequences (Consequences)
A story 'bout the trenches (The trenches)
Really outside, used to post up by the benches (Benches)
Runnin' from the boys, used to always hit them fences (Fences)
Not a fairy tale, this book got consequences (Consequences)
A story 'bout the trenches (Trenches)
Pills, needles and forensics in the trenches (Trenches)
There's consequences when you trendin' in the trenches
The trenches
Where niggas'll throw they life away in one day
All it take is thirty seconds to get thirty years
All that just to impress they peers
Ain't no more rules
But peep game
God forgive babies and fools
Have I ever told y'all the story of the
Happy hustler and the crappy criminal?
Well if I haven't, I shall do that now
Right now I shall
See, the crappy criminal couldn't accept
That he was not good at bein' a criminal
He refused to throw in the towel
But now, the happy hustler
He walked out the game with a smile (Bitch)
Really outside, used to post up by the benches (Benches)
Runnin' from the boys, used to always hit them fences (Fences)
Not a fairy tale, this book got consequences (Consequences)
A story 'bout the trenches (The trenches)
Really outside, used to post up by the benches (Benches)
Runnin' from the boys, used to always hit them fences (Fences)
Not a fairy tale, this book got consequences (Consequences)
A story 'bout the trenches (Trenches)
Pills, needles and forensics in the trenches (Trenches)
There's consequences when you trendin' in the trenches
