I Put this shit on God, we come from them trenches
Just hopin' that one day we make it out these bitches,
Dreams about bein' in them Hills, got me in my feelings,
Okay hopin' one day we gon' make it out
Pissy apartment hallways, Listenin to rod wave
Up off my ass and got my cheese long, I was rocking the same white lows for two straight summers,
But now its jugg after jugg aint been nothing big,
Trying to get up out the mix, then i lost my nigga jigg,
That shit hurt the whole hood, f*cked my whole summer up,
Since then, been up to no good, get me out here to sum it up
I Put this shit on God, we come from them trenches,
Just hopin' that one day we make it out these bitches
Dreams about bein' in them Hills, got me in my feelings,
I Put this shit on God, we come from them trenches, Just hopin' that one day we make it out these bitches Dreams about bein' in them Hills, got me in my feelings,
Busy being too busy im just being a realist,
Dan Campbell fourth quarter dog, i aint been having time to kick it,
New perm aint no relaxing, i level up they knock me 3 more backwards,
We Crabs in a barrel fasho,
Dont too many niggas make it out where we from,
Watch they try to do me like im Dex Osama,
But cant let them niggas do me next on my mama, ahhhhhhuhhhh
I Put this shit on God, we come from them trenches,
Just hopin' that one day we make it out these bitches,
Dreams about bein' in them Hills, got me in my feelings,
I Put this shit on God, we come from them trenches
Just hopin' that one day we make it out these bitches
Dreams about bein' in them Hills, got me in my feelings, nananaaa na na nanahhhhhhh