Trenches ft. Macario Lyrics

Cause i came from the trench o

Ain't no body send o

Just fight for your head o

E e ye yeah

Cause I came from the trench o

Ain't no body send o

Just fight for your head o

E e ye yeah

Ye ye yeah

Money kudi ego make the boy turning devil

Mama tell me boy you gats be careful

Mama wish I could be pastor preaching in d temple

But Mama I'm sorry gan

Tori moti Giran gan

Ki nba le pa owo mi o

Olowo laye mo gan

Yeh yeh

Cos I came from Ghetto ahn

Wey nobody send you ahn

Ain't no fuking love for street

Cos omo boy npara gan

So i ghats to double up

Eruku de ti n shashe lo

Your boy turning bad boy ahn

Mama see I'm sorry gan

Koma lo Jemi maye

Lomu mi double up

Cos I came from the trench o

Ain't no body send o

Just fight for your head o

Ye e eh eh

Cos I came from the trench o

Ain't no body send o

Just fight for your head o

Gotta fight for you head

Mama me l'm sorry gan

Lately I been on the run

Sorry for ignoring calls

Ko ma lo je mi ma ye

So I had to double up

So I guess it's my turn

All this blunts in my lungs

Omo trenches hard gan

In the trenches hard gan

Aye look

Money kudi ego turn a nigga to a devil

And the same money kudi ego

Gave some niggas ego

Omo moti wo nu aye lo

Eruku de ti'n shashe lo

Eruku de ti'n gbowo lo

Eruku ti Porsch now he drive in a Porsche

Mama me l'm sorry gan

For this money for this cash Mo de ti giran gan

Mama me I'm sorry gan

Always on my ten toes

Jigi man never fold

Married to d game

And ama fuck it till I get old

Eruku mo stubborn gan

Mi o ran wan bi tailor gan

Bami kowo mi kope even Koje shile kan

Tori shele japa when I'm facing sapa

Sheni iyayin japa gan

Shenan gbera ahn

Enugbe won japa gan

Shenan gbera ahn

Sheni iyayin japa ahn

Shenan gbera

Mama, I'm sorry for everything I've done

I'm just tryna survive, it's a cold world