Honey in the Trenches

Ahhh

Haaa

Swear prrr

Ahh Yea

Pourin honey in the trenches, where the pain stay bitter

Lookin' for the sweet in a world gone sinister

I still pray with my palms full of blisters

Tryna find peace in the middle of whispers

Cold nights, warm tears, ramen in a paper bowl

Dreams heavy like my sins still I play the role

Mama said, "Money talks," but mine stutters

Learned the game in the mud with the lost brothers

Block sermons over gunshots and alley echoes

Soul tuggin' every time I count these pesos

Flip a pack, write a verse same hustle

Tryna grow light roots in a land of muscle

Ain't no sugar when you sleepin' in the devil's lap

But I still sip the honey just to bridge the gap

Spirit say "slow down," streets say "go wild,"

I'm stuck between a Benz and a barefoot child

Lessons in the losses, blessings in disguise

Talkin' to the sky through the smoke in my eyes

If I make it out, this voice gon' be a weapon

For every soul searchin' and every street reppin'

They told me faith don't feed you, but fear don't free you

So I walk with a limp and a prayer like a needle

Tryna stitch wounds that the world don't see

Put my pain in the beat, now the beat feel me

Was a time I ain't have ten cents or direction

Now I speak truth in a booth resurrection

Every scar on my body, that's a bar in disguise

Every loss was a lesson that refined my eyes

I seen snakes in the church and saints on the block

So I trust energy not titles or clocks

You can find me where the broken still reach for the sun

Pourin honey in the warzone till the healing begun

It's survival

Every drop of honey in this cup been earned

Every dollar in my name got a story behind it

I ain't just rappin I'm pourin

60 Wrap$$

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