TRAILER TRASH ft. The Burden Lyrics

Started in the park, now we're here

Learned a lot of lessons in the lean years

Yeah, your boy found the beast gear

Off-brand, clearance rack blood sweat and tears

Welcome to the world, kid

Your birthmark is a target

Not starting at back of the pack

You're starting with two feet in a tar pit

Thin walls separate you from the cold

Bathroom covered in shag rug carpet

Better learn to fight young

Man of the house and they're gonna start shit

You're gonna learn young how blood tastes

Mama got a new man, not a news day

He's on the blow, cool Tuesday

Best to bleed out where I did before, no new stains

What role will you play today

Every new dad a new stage

Break a leg, maybe broken legs

Those little shoulders carry a lot of weight hey

Knew this was coming, soothsay

Hear those complaints lately

She's not getting laid

As much since you came around

Why do these kids she made with strangers

Gotta be fed, put to bed, and bathed

Started in the park, now we're here

Learned a lot of lessons in the lean years

Yeah, your boy found the beast gear

Off-brand, clearance rack blood sweat and tears

Establish the backstory and patterns

The familial matters that should have led me to heroin

Or threats out a windowsill

Asleep on Broadway outside a No Frills

But I'm standing here still

Homie didn't scale the hill cause he was born with skill

Every win you witness is a work of pure will

Every cell in my brain tryna get me killed

Two racks per annum paying for these pills

Trailer park life not a lot of luck in the little lot

But I got sick of being told what I was not

Backed in the corner rage of a caged dog starts building up uh

See to be frank, I am less of a Hank or Boomhauer

More a Bobby or a Bill but I'm built for the battle

So I'm starting to believe that I'm becoming a bit

Of a King of the Hill

He moves mountains vultures doubtin

Hand the freaks dealt weak but don't count 'em out

It's up to us to raise the bar, lift the cup, keep the skin from seeing cuts

Heavy is the head with the stigma, bruh

The Burdens got my shoulders built extra tough

Eyes up, rise up

I am due some goddamn respect even if none of y'all show me love

Eyes up, rise up

Look where I am right now, look where I came from

Started in the park, now we're here

Learned a lot of lessons in the lean years

Yeah, your boy found the beast gear

Off-brand, clearance rack blood sweat and tears

From written off to written in

Starting from outcast to valedictorian

The speeches I'm speechless but I'll always know that

The sky feels much warmer when the ground gets so cold

And I'm not conceited I feel like I need it

No glitz fuck the glamour just names on a banner

The DMs comprised of eloquent lies

I thought y'all were sheeps you're just the wolves in disguise

Fuck those heavy gold chains

Try to stay centred

Namaste in my lane

Refuse to chase hollow praise even as I chase this fame

Wanna be a comet know me for my impact and my words

Not my heavy gold chains

Fuck those heavy gold chains

My crew burdens, kimonos, Kubas, trailer trash, pad rent late

My crew outsiders, failures, ADHD, don't graduate

Mullets, misfits, dads on wishlists

These accounts so strained

Yeah, no estate to mention

But I love my mental state