Lyrics Trenches - Abra Cadabra

Yeah, Gotcha
Yeah-yeah-yeah, mmm
No problem, no problem, yeah-yeah-yeah

I tell my bruddas "Don't worry"
I got a strong feeling we gon' make it (yeah)
Cah we gone through every struggle and we face it (yeah)
I been feelin' the powers in me lately (ooh)
I just 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 niggas in my space
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 these streets (that's just how it goes)
Don't depend on no-one and just go get your heat (yeah)
'Cause it's cold outside and the wolves don't sleep (woah)
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 (yeah)
We got toys before VVS' so we ready (woah)
If we pull up, get low (get low)
Cah we're known to let go (let go), ayy

God bless my niggas in the trenches (woah)
Don't trust them niggas on the fences (woah)
They'll help in leaving you defenceless (no)
In these streets, you gotta use your senses
I'm tryna 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 (no)
I turned nothing to something and now I'm something (woah)
And ain't nothing gon' stop me, I tell you, nothing

I was raised up in the streets, I never had a choice (I never had a choice)
Niggas talkin' on the 'net and think they got a voice (got a voice)
I just pull up on your street, just me and my boys
Packing big Glocks 'cause they make lots of noise
I see a nigga doing drill, he never wanted to (no)
Yeah, he was in these streets but wasn't comfortable (no)
He wasn't built for this but forced himself, what a fool (yeah)
He defo told the truth to the constable (ooh, woah)

I can't have them type of niggas 'round me (mmm)
I ain't fuckin' with no snitches, keep your distance (no)
On my block, broski, you'll be down in minutes (down in minutes)
None of my niggas is tryna do a sentence (nah)
The streets love me and they don't love me (and they don't love me)
The streets has given to me and it stole from 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 roll on me (yeah)

I know you heard this lots of times but my life really like a movie (like a movie)
That's why I find it easy venting in the studio (find it easy, oh)
I been a target and a shooter
And a shooter and a target, coming up on these roads (ayy)
Lord knows I lost some niggas coming up on these roads
Lord knows I kept a .4 coming up on these roads (ooh)
Discover couple snakes coming up on these roads
Nearly put my life on break, coming up on these roads (no problem, no problem)

God bless my niggas in the trenches (yeah)
Don't trust them niggas on the fences (woah)
They'll help in leaving you defenceless (no)
In these streets, you gotta use your senses
I'm tryna make this money
I take your life if you ever take something from me (I take your life)
'Cause from the day we was born, we never had nothing (never had nothing)
I turned nothing to something and now I'm something (now I'm something)
And ain't nothing gon' stop me, I tell you, nothing

Ooh, woah
No problem, no problem
Yeah-yeah-yeah, Gotcha