Lost Files

[Intro]
(Jxckk just want a drank)
(Fuck the fire, we got grease)

[Chorus]
I've been tweakin' off of drugs so I ain't sleepin' in the night
And she told me it was love but she was sellin' me a lie
She the one that I should trust, it's gettin' harder to decide
It get hard for me to tend to her, it's murder on my mind
I live a life that she will never understand
I grew up dirty in the trenches, what you know 'bout hand to hand?
It's a thirty when I'm steppin', tryna get you and your mans
Niggas lackin' in the trenches, so no duckin' when I slam

Yeah, [?] know it's a bopper when I step
Kid I'm really bend for mine that's why I'm bendin' for my trench
Fuck you mean it wasn't smoke, you shoulda known it's nothin' less
These niggas dissin' on the bros, I'm tryna send these niggas [?]
Up the murder rate 'cause we heard broski died inside the streets
Niggas love to hate 'cause niggas know we pepper down the V
Came to party with your bitch but now she leavin' here with me
Real G don't sip Bacardi, bitch I'm boppin' with my neens
We've been lurkin' on your block so that's another blitz (And another hit)
And another hit, and another clip
And if hoppin' out these wheels we gettin' somethin' hit
I heard these niggas want my life so I don't ever [?]
Yeah we lurk on every rip so that's another block
And another knocks
We gettin' some' [?]
And if I'm poppin' out the cut, I'm gettin' somethin' notched
He couldn't fuck with 2Eightville, he chose another block

[Chorus]
I've been tweakin' off of drugs so I ain't sleepin' in the night
And she told me it was love but she was sellin' me a lie
She the one that I should trust, it's gettin' harder to decide
It get hard for me to tend to her, it's murder on my mind
I live a life that she will never understand
I grew up dirty in the trenches, what you know 'bout hand to hand?
It's a thirty when I'm steppin', tryna get you and your mans
Niggas lackin' in the trenches, so no duckin' when I slam

[Outro]
Bap, bap