TRENCHES (dad I’m sorry) Lyrics

TRENCHES (dad I’m sorry) - Hydee flex

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Hmm hmm

Hmmm

Hmm hmmm

Hmmmm

Hmmmmmmm

This mutherfucker don’t

Want me win men

But we gon win anyway

Ain’t gon lie men

Fuck you brr

Money kudi ego

Turning trenches nigga devil

BJ told me Brodie

You know you need to. be careful

All the shit I’ve been through

Almost turn me the devil brr

Hey hey hey

A letter to my dad I’m sorry

I just ghat to do this for my lifey

And those my brother who’s gon tap wifi

Yeah

Don’t tryna be me

Just learn from me

Cause I ain’t ghat no option

They said I’m bad influence

To the hommie I know

Daddy want me a cleric

But trenches life want me an artist

Hmm hmm

And I’ve been good or bad

Nobody Wanna know

I sold my soul to the street

To get what I want

So I can’t die for you brr

Maybe imma try for you

Cause I face my fears alone

Hmm

Hails from badagry

Omo motigiran ghan

What I’ve been through

Otije kin daju ghan

Cause you no fit die for me

Oo kin se jesu ghan

Yeah hey oo kin se jesu ghan

Trenches

Omo moti giran

Trenches

Money turn me devil ghan

Aahn aahn

Trenches

Omo moti giran ghan

Aahn trenches

Money turn me devil ghan

Hey I lost my mum at the age of 4

Moti giran lati premature

So omo miole 4or kan kan

Omo miole 4or

Kan kan kan kan kan

TEbari daddy mhi

Ke so fun wan kan mase binu

Omo wan sanle

Ki o lo ko owo wale

Hey hey

Nighati ko ba owonle

Hey hey

NIgbati ko ba olanle

Trenches

Trenches

Aahn trenches

Omo moti giran ghan

Trenches

Hmm trenches

Aahn trenches

Omo moti giran ghan

Hey hey hey

Life ghat me fucked up

But I don’t even lock up

So many break up and I still turn up

Yeah omo

And I still turn up

Trenches

Aahn trenches

Aahn aahn trenches

Omo badagry Tryna make this money