Abra Cadabra – Trenches Lyrics | Official Video

Lyrics Trenches – Abra Cadabra

I tell my bruddas, don’t worry
I got a strong feeling you gon’ make it
Cah we go through every struggle when we face it
I been feeling the powers in me lately

I jus’ gotta watch my life, God don’t take it
I find it hard to tell between the realest and the fake
When I was up, I couldn’t breathe
I had these n**gas in my space

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When I was down, I looked around
And none of them was in my face
Taught myself a lesson
That’s just how it goes in the streets
Don’t depend on no one and just go get your ..
‘Cause it’s cold outside and the bulls don’t sleep
Or you can try to feed the wolves
And pray you don’t get eaten

They only need a reason
The war is in the air and I can smell it
We got ties with fools .. so we ready
If we pull up, get low
Cah we’re known to let go, ayy

God bless my n**gas in the trenches
Don’t trust them n**gas on the friends list
No help and leaving you defenceless
In these streets, you gotta use your senses
I have to make this money
I take your life if you ever take something from me
Cause from the day we was born, we never had nothing
I turned nothing to something and now I’m something
And ain’t nothing gon’ stop me, I tell you, nothing

I was raised up in the streets, I never had a choice
N**gas talking on the name, think they got a voice
I just pull up on your street, just me and my boys
Packing big glockas, they may love some noise
I see a n**ga doing .., never wanted to
Yeah, he was in these streets but was uncomfortable
He wasn’t built for this but forced himself ..
But deffo told the truth to the Constable

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I can’t have them type of n**gas ’round me
I ain’t f**kin’ with no snitches, keep your distance
On my block, broski you’ll be down in minutes
None of my n**gas is tryna do a sentence
The streets love me and it don’t love me
The streets has given to me and it stole from me
I just thank God, I ain’t lost my soul on it
And I pray to God I got it when they pull on me

I know you heard this lots of times
But my life really like a movie
That’s why I find it easy venting in the studio
I been a target and a shooter and a shooter and a target
Coming up on these roads
Lord knows I lost some n**gas coming up on these roads
Lord knows I kept it far, coming up on these roads
Cause .. couple snakes coming up on these roads
Nearly put my life on break coming up on these roads

God bless my n**gas in the trenches
Don’t trust them n**gas on the friends list
No help and leaving you defenceless
In these streets, you gotta use your senses
I have to make this money
I take your life if you ever take something from me
Cause from the day we was born, we never had nothing
I turned nothing to something and now I’m something
And ain’t nothing gon’ stop me, I tell you, nothing

Woah-oh
No problem, no problem
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Gotcha…

➤ Written by Abra Cadabra
Album: Product Of My Environment
Produced by Gotcha
Abra Cadabra | 2020

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