作曲 : Durk Banks/Darrell Jackson Banger What up nephew Man you know what it is I wanna start this jawn about sayin' I'm so proud of you man But after that it's all about a second chance the melody And everybody especially the real niggas Real people from the hood man from the trenches They deserve a second chance 'Cause a lot of us got caught up in the ************* math DJ on the beat so it's a banger With these people man Just tryna luck us up for nothin' you hear me So here we arе now I remember back back not too long ago Mе and your daddy was in the belly of the beast On our paperwork it said as our outdate it said deceased Deceased they thought we was gon' die in there But look at us now we out here thrivin' livin' Now you out here it's your second chance too nephew bang bang bang You know money and power got the trenches united Got some members indicted over money and violence I was raised in the jungle with snakes rats and some lions yeah Let the Pellys for winters d**e boys and giants Daddy took over the streets Larry Hoover was my age When w**d was so cheap sellin' d**gs off MySpace I'm a gangster at heart could stop a war with my face Mama I said I'm sorry for puttin' you through the mind games sorry Only the family the Navy yeah 3-double-0 is the army yeah Tell 'em re-open barneys yeah A hundred fifty on Marni yeah A double cup full of lean yeah I need to drink some Dasani yeah 'Cause my piss back yellow yeah But my President white damn Plus my 'Rari was white my Rollie face was just white My uncle had his own crib but he stay with the white I'm in a phase of my life I can't be praisin' the mice My auntie prayed to the Christ Christ I made a way through the night yeah We bred I gave her a flight flight My brother stayed with a pipe pipe He just ain't have it that night dang I hate he played with his life dang His killer paid for his price dang I brought it straight from the dice yeah Racketeering his charge I wish he took my advice Money is the root of all evil yeah Smurk I mean Durk be in the trenches with his people Cursed I mean hurt that they just takin' all my people Chh baow-baow ain't beat his case 'cause he ain't legal Back in 2010 I went to school with a Desert Eagle Sean John hoodie with Shawn Carters in my Evisu's Family treat me different I had to walk 'round like I'm see through Niggas treat me like family I just told you what the streets do damn Young age I used to run the streets 'Cause I'm a bad boy damn Traphouse my Waffle House I trapped right off my Android brr Never duck no niggas or no 12 just the landlord Didn't have my rent I left my ****** and she was payin' for it ****** Loved brodie to death he hit that d**e But I can't stand for it nope I took over the trenches for a century I'm the man to 'em I'm the man to 'em Label said don't make none for the streets Just make some dance music cha cha Said I can't I gotta make **** for the streets I'm the man to 'em nah nah Money over ******* some reason I'll tend to 'em yeah I ain't never listen like **** permission I carry a Gen4 Gen4 Family in the streets my relationship I got a handful yeah Count a million cash I swear to God it had my hand sore sss ahh **** her from the back I had her scratchin' off the headboard yeah Nutted on her lashes I ain't gotta ask her what she mad for smurk Baby what you sad for Baby what you sad for huh The Brabus truck the one that hrmm I paid a bag for it hrmm hrmm I paid cash for it a duffel bag boy yeah But too much cash'll have 'em paranoid Money is the root of all evil yeah Smurk I mean Durk be in the trenches with his people Cursed I mean hurt that they just takin' all my people Chh baow-baow ain't beat his case 'cause he ain't legal Money is the root of all evil trenches Smurk I mean Durk be in the trenches with his people yeah Cursed I mean hurt that they just takin' all my people Chh baow-baow ain't beat his case 'cause he ain't legal编辑于2023/11/23更新