Blue November Trenches (feat. Solis)
[Chorus: Solis]
I'm deep in these waters (Waters, waters)
I'm stuck in these trenches (Trenches, trenches)
I'm getting this money (Money, money)
And minding my business (Business, business)
I'm deep in these waters (Waters, waters)
I'm stuck in these trenches (Trenches, trenches)
[Verse 1: Solis]
I'm getting this money and minding my business
My head on a swivel I stay on the pivot
I'm f..cking with birds, models, bitches
Gripping the wood know my palms steady itching
Just free all my dawgs thats locked up in the system
My Pops just went in and I think that I miss 'em
No he was't there but yet still I forgive 'em
This rap shit get hard when you know that you gifted
You just gotta stick with it, stick with it, stick with it
You just gotta stick with it, stick with it, stick with it
Level up, get money, baby just kill shit
I just left the mall I spent bank on my lil bitch
She know I work hard and I love how she deal with it
Deep, think he hard and you know how I deal with it
Glock gotta sang, gon' like how the steel hit it
Don't call my phone if you ain't talking real business
Talking 'bout checks at least more than four-digits
Money don't come nigga you gotta go get it
You gotta go get it, go get it, go get it
Said the game changed give a f..ck 'bout some old niggas
Sell for the high get it for the low nigga
Don't let that bitch fire if he think he a bold nigga
I don't trust 12, snitches, or hoe niggas
Not in a gang I just really just know niggas
Shit could go down so I keep me a pole nigga
Nothing go down cause I never be broke nigga
[Chorus: Solis]
I'm deep in these waters
I'm stuck in these trenches
I'm getting this money
And minding my business
I'm deep in these waters
I'm stuck in these trenches
[Verse 2: Blue November]
I'm deep in these waters (Waters)
I'm minding my business (Business)
I'm blessed with these offers (Offers)
Cause the cadence the vision (Vision)
I'm deep in these waters (Waters)
Cause the Florida in 'em (In 'em)
The beautiful South (South)
Got that gator blood in 'em (In 'em)
Doing right by my son (Son)
He my heart, he the one (He the one)
He my shine, he my sun
Through the day when it's grey and it's long it ain't fun (It ain't fun)
He been feeling himself (Self)
I ain't gotta do questions, shit (Questions)
But I got new question, shit (Got new question)
Why these niggas so desperate? (Why? Why?)
All of this feeling like I got eight lives (Lives)
Energy multiplied I got five on it (Five on it)
Gunshot, gunshot we was all running (Running)
Buckshot, buckshot got the gauge on it (Gauge on it)
Feel like we got the game
Lock, unload the flame
The pinnacle sautéed
For niggas who got range I'm reaching The Farplane
Dimensional foreplay, the trunge was no game
My weed like Pandora your shit be Rogaine (Rogaine)
I'ma work 'til my wrist don't turn (Don't turn)
I'ma burn 'til my lungs don't work (Don't work)
I'ma grind 'til my gears need 40 dawg
I'ma get it yeah I'm gon' splurge (Splurge)
She wanna ask why a nigga so murky dawg (Dawg)
Cause a nigga been in them trenches dawg (Dawg)
Cause a nigga been missing his blessings dawg