They want me out the way they all see me as competition
I'm just trying to make it I'm young black and ambitious
Got to watch out for these Niggas and bitches cause they be switching
This shit is not a game boy you better play your position
For you end up in the alley for a couple days missing
I do this for My Nigga's in a grave and in the system
Got a son that got to eat no other choice to go and get it
Made a promise to my child and we're gone make it out these trenches yeah
I slept on couches with my baby we was doing bad
We probably would've lost our child if they knew of that
They shot up grams house right after a nigga lost his strap
What were the odds I'd get caught with no chance of shooting back
Getting caught loafing that's new to me I'm ain't used to that Niggas be scared to breeze through this bitch cause I shoot the strap
So now I keep one in the cut there ain't no losing that
No I ain't putting down my gun Nigga's get blew for that
My dad's been tripping he's stressing I need to change
I got used to keeping my distance cause most these niggas strange
Got a circle not a dot I wouldn't even call it a gang
Just a couple young niggas riding ain't trying to see the graveyard
I've been staying to myself and off the radar
But every where I go them people watch me like the playoffs
I'm just trying to rap I just pray that one day to takeoff
I'm just trying to make it I pray that one day it pay off
They want me out the way they all see me as competition
I'm just trying to make it I'm young black and ambitious
Got to watch out for these Niggas and bitches cause they be switching
This shit is not a game boy you better play your position
For you end up in the alley for a couple days missing
I do this for My Nigga's in a grave and in the system
Got a son that got to eat no other choice to go and get it
Made a promise to my child and we're gone make it out these trenches yeah
Been trying to run up my own bag My shits been running light
Can't even hustle like I used to I got two strikes
Can't even be out like I used to go to move right
Cause is just take one bad decision and Ill lose life
I remember just trying to forget the date
Lock up in reception one call every 30 days
Letters coming late only coming out to get a plate
You don't know bout them alarms are used to go off every day
I was talking on the phone making promises I was straight
While we was bout to have a riot I was sharpening my shank oh yeah
It was hard times whoever thought we'd see the light through the dark times
I do this shit from a youngin pushing a hardline
Told my son believe in his dad we gone be all right
I fell in love with the music I gave her a heart eyes
We gone make it out the bottom we gone all rise
They want me out the way they all see me as competition
I'm just trying to make it I'm young black and ambitious
Got to watch out for these Niggas and bitches cause they be switching
This shit is not a game boy you better play your position
For you end up in the alley for a couple days missing
I do this for My Nigga's in a grave and in the system
Got a son that got to eat no other choice to go and get it
Made a promise to my child and we're gone make it out these trenches yeah
Young Panch - Out the Trenches Lyrics
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They want me out the way they all see me as competition
I'm just trying to make it I'm young black and ambitious
Got to watch out for these Niggas and bitches cause they be switching
This shit is not a game boy you better play your position
For you end up in the alley for a couple days missing
I do this for My Nigga's in a grave and in the system
Got a son that got to eat no other choice to go and get it
Made a promise to my child and we're gone make it out these trenches yeah
I slept on couches with my baby we was doing bad
We probably would've lost our child if they knew of that
They shot up grams house right after a nigga lost his strap
What were the odds I'd get caught with no chance of shooting back
Getting caught loafing that's new to me I'm ain't used to that Niggas be scared to breeze through this bitch cause I shoot the strap
So now I keep one in the cut there ain't no losing that
No I ain't putting down my gun Nigga's get blew for that
My dad's been tripping he's stressing I need to change
I got used to keeping my distance cause most these niggas strange
Got a circle not a dot I wouldn't even call it a gang
Just a couple young niggas riding ain't trying to see the graveyard
I've been staying to myself and off the radar
But every where I go them people watch me like the playoffs
I'm just trying to rap I just pray that one day to takeoff
I'm just trying to make it I pray that one day it pay off
They want me out the way they all see me as competition
I'm just trying to make it I'm young black and ambitious
Got to watch out for these Niggas and bitches cause they be switching
This shit is not a game boy you better play your position
For you end up in the alley for a couple days missing
I do this for My Nigga's in a grave and in the system
Got a son that got to eat no other choice to go and get it
Made a promise to my child and we're gone make it out these trenches yeah
Been trying to run up my own bag My shits been running light
Can't even hustle like I used to I got two strikes
Can't even be out like I used to go to move right
Cause is just take one bad decision and Ill lose life
I remember just trying to forget the date
Lock up in reception one call every 30 days
Letters coming late only coming out to get a plate
You don't know bout them alarms are used to go off every day
I was talking on the phone making promises I was straight
While we was bout to have a riot I was sharpening my shank oh yeah
It was hard times whoever thought we'd see the light through the dark times
I do this shit from a youngin pushing a hardline
Told my son believe in his dad we gone be all right
I fell in love with the music I gave her a heart eyes
We gone make it out the bottom we gone all rise
They want me out the way they all see me as competition
I'm just trying to make it I'm young black and ambitious
Got to watch out for these Niggas and bitches cause they be switching
This shit is not a game boy you better play your position
For you end up in the alley for a couple days missing
I do this for My Nigga's in a grave and in the system
Got a son that got to eat no other choice to go and get it
Made a promise to my child and we're gone make it out these trenches yeah
I'm just trying to make it I'm young black and ambitious
Got to watch out for these Niggas and bitches cause they be switching
This shit is not a game boy you better play your position
For you end up in the alley for a couple days missing
I do this for My Nigga's in a grave and in the system
Got a son that got to eat no other choice to go and get it
Made a promise to my child and we're gone make it out these trenches yeah
I slept on couches with my baby we was doing bad
We probably would've lost our child if they knew of that
They shot up grams house right after a nigga lost his strap
What were the odds I'd get caught with no chance of shooting back
Getting caught loafing that's new to me I'm ain't used to that Niggas be scared to breeze through this bitch cause I shoot the strap
So now I keep one in the cut there ain't no losing that
No I ain't putting down my gun Nigga's get blew for that
My dad's been tripping he's stressing I need to change
I got used to keeping my distance cause most these niggas strange
Got a circle not a dot I wouldn't even call it a gang
Just a couple young niggas riding ain't trying to see the graveyard
I've been staying to myself and off the radar
But every where I go them people watch me like the playoffs
I'm just trying to rap I just pray that one day to takeoff
I'm just trying to make it I pray that one day it pay off
They want me out the way they all see me as competition
I'm just trying to make it I'm young black and ambitious
Got to watch out for these Niggas and bitches cause they be switching
This shit is not a game boy you better play your position
For you end up in the alley for a couple days missing
I do this for My Nigga's in a grave and in the system
Got a son that got to eat no other choice to go and get it
Made a promise to my child and we're gone make it out these trenches yeah
Been trying to run up my own bag My shits been running light
Can't even hustle like I used to I got two strikes
Can't even be out like I used to go to move right
Cause is just take one bad decision and Ill lose life
I remember just trying to forget the date
Lock up in reception one call every 30 days
Letters coming late only coming out to get a plate
You don't know bout them alarms are used to go off every day
I was talking on the phone making promises I was straight
While we was bout to have a riot I was sharpening my shank oh yeah
It was hard times whoever thought we'd see the light through the dark times
I do this shit from a youngin pushing a hardline
Told my son believe in his dad we gone be all right
I fell in love with the music I gave her a heart eyes
We gone make it out the bottom we gone all rise
They want me out the way they all see me as competition
I'm just trying to make it I'm young black and ambitious
Got to watch out for these Niggas and bitches cause they be switching
This shit is not a game boy you better play your position
For you end up in the alley for a couple days missing
I do this for My Nigga's in a grave and in the system
Got a son that got to eat no other choice to go and get it
Made a promise to my child and we're gone make it out these trenches yeah
Writer: anthony patchell
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