Lyrics Product of the Trenches (feat. TK) - Ka-Flame

I hit the scene, like I never left
Coming back for what they owe, and whatever else
Can't accept, what helps them niggas sleep at night?
In the ghetto, soak up game, just to keep it tight
187, 211's, or it lead to fights
The name Flame, can you blame me once you see the light?
Saw the signs probably twice, but you didn't read 'em right
Until the cops handcuffin' you, and reading rights
The cost of living high as fuck, but you don't see the price
They say I'm preaching, I'm like shit, these niggas need advice
American pie, it done molded, do you need a slice?
Stay strapped or perhaps, at least, keep a knife
They say he fits the description, guessing he the type
Be on that bullshit, showing you how it could get
Niggas make it out, then go back, sayin' they hood lit
But end up dead, and I never understood this, damn

So many young niggas, focus on the clout
Got the game twisted, they don't know, just what it's 'bout
Will we ever make it out?, that's some shit a nigga doubt
Just showing you how it is, when you're living in the south
So many young niggas, focus on the clout
Got the game twisted, they don't know, just what it's 'bout
Will we ever make it out?, that's some shit a nigga doubt
Just showing you how it is, when you're living in the south

We from that block, where they clutching
All them Glocks, they be bussing
Cops ain't stopping, for nothing
Might get you popped, for them questions
That ain't no proper discussion
You ain't conversing, bout the cash
Chapter 54', I got some verses, in my stash
Cooking up these beats, you wanna purchase, then just ask
They lurking all in person, like they searching, for that bag
Say it's urgent, but I'm certain, they ain't working, & it's sad
They robbing for that bread, seeing red, like a rash
As I mash out, headed in another direction
Don't let them ho's set you up, they in love, with the flexin'
You need a condom and a gun, that's double protection
In this screenshot era, causing trouble, through textin'
Swear to yall it get messy, don't let it stress you, it will
You confess to be the best, they get to testing ya skills
I don't wanna kill nobody, still I'm gripping my steal
Makin' moves through the trenches, as I'm gripping the wheel

So many young niggas, focus on the clout
Got the game twisted, they don't know, just what it's 'bout
Will we ever make it out?, that's some shit a nigga doubt
Just showing you how it is, when you're living in the south
So many young niggas, focus on the clout
Got the game twisted, they don't know, just what it's 'bout
Will we ever make it out?, that's some shit a nigga doubt
Just showing you how it is, when you're living in the south (yeah)