Letras
Ahh
Push Keyz
Ahh (That's because I came up in the trenches)
Push Keyz (I got outta that state of depression)
Yo, Product of the street I was taught to move neat
That's because I came up in the trenches
Had to grind to get out did this shit by myself
I got out of that state of depression
Had to figure it out no one showed me the route
Growing up all I knew was aggression
I came up in da park late nights in the dark see a opp
All I knew was to press him
Product of the street I was taught to move neat
That's because I came up in the trenches
Had to grind to get out did this shit by myself
I got out of that state of depression
Had to figure it out no one showed me the route
Growing up all I knew was aggression
I came up in da park late nights in the dark see a opp
All I knew was to press him
No I can't lose my life everyday grip it tight
They say Keyz known to roll with a weapon
Keep that shit by my side run up on me get fried way
I stay with that shit she my best friend
No i'm not for the hype I don't box
I don't fight blow him down if he step in my section
I got faith in my clip won't put trust in a bitch did it once
And that shit had me stressin'
Girl just grip on the glock
'Cause i come from a block
Where them demons ain't into the texting
I got hittas on go hit that switch
let it blow try slide on my side you get fenced in
My dawgs don't gotta slide
'Cause nobody outside lately my opps been into the net ting
(My dawgs don't gotta slide
'Cause nobody outside lately my opps been into the net ting)
They ain't ride for their guys in they tracks say they slide
But I promise these niggas ain't steppin'
Even if we inside back it out
Let it fly anywhere I any time we could check him
Wish they could take my place tryna catch me a case
No I can't do no time in detention
Got my dawgs on the cage hold it down on the range
Got my family stuck up in correction
Product of the street I was taught to move neat
That's because I came up in the trenches
Had to grind to get out did this shit by myself
I got out of that state of depression
Had to figure it out no one showed me the route
Growing up all I knew was aggression
I came up in da park late nights in the dark see a opp
All I knew was to press him
Product of the street I was taught to move neat
that's because I came up in the trenches
Had to grind to get out did this shit by myself
I got out of that state of depression
Had to figure it out no one showed me the route
Growing up all I knew was aggression
I came up in da park late nights in the dark see a opp
All I knew was to press him
Right or wrong I ride for my niggas
Got some demons who pull dem triggers
Free all of the locked up hittas
Need cash flowing like the rivers
Why this opp bitch keep tryna link me
Like go take care of your pickney
Bro rise it if shit get sticky
Right or wrong get you gone leave you drippy
Leave you slumped
Leave you detro
Trap always open like metro
Fiends knock on the door like hello
Tryna be a big baller like melo
Can't stay in the streets forever
I'm just tryna get it together
Make sure that I always move clever
Have they caught me lackin' never