Trenches

We all experience pain

And we have our own struggles

It's all about how you come out of it

What don't kill you make you stronger

And what don't break your pockets, make your money longer

I got love for the ghetto, love for the hood

Love for the people that turn the bad into good

Love for the people that think that it could be worse

Love for the people that's putting their family first

I got love for the ghetto, love for the hood

Love for the people that turn the bad into good

Love for the people that think that shit could be worse

Love for the people that's putting their family first

Breakfast in the morning, yeah it's finger lickin' good

Bunch of laughs outside the window, kids playing in the hood

Get dressed, step outside, and know today is gonna be good

But I'm still on the high alert 'cause niggas still from the hood

Everybody see the ghetto as being a bad place

Where people run a muck, niggas stuck in a sad state

They don't see the good times that outweigh the bad days

In the hood, we still smile to lighten up them dark caves

Have a cookout, make the kids dance, then we share a couple laughs

Pop a bottle, share it with my homies, nigga fuck a glass

'Bouta roll up, tell 'em hold up, pass the blunt before I spazz

'Cause i'ts five niggas smoking on a dime bag of gas

You don't need the type of things on TV

Everything ain't always what it seems

Everything is easier if you believe, if you believe

I got love for the ghetto, love for the hood

Love for the people that turn the bad into good

Love for the people that think that it could be worse

Love for the people that's putting their family first

I got love for the ghetto, love for the hood

Love for the people that turn the bad into good

Love for the people that think that shit could be worse

Love for the people that's putting their family first

Know plenty fathers at the bottom making shit work everyday

Know plenty mothers heart would suffer 'cause their son just joined a gang

Know plenty brothers want to kill a nigga that his sister dates

Sister taking care of the kids 'cause momma high and out her brain

Yeah, it's sad and it sucks, but we still find ways to make it

Or replace it if we gotta fucking do it, then we'll take it

It's the basics that we lack, that why seem so damn impatient

People fear it, won't go near it, but we forced to just embrace it

In the hood you gotta find out what works

And if you get it to work, you can still end up hurt

And what hurts, can make you feel even worse

And what's worse, is that's not even the worst

You don't need the type of things on TV

Everything ain't always what it seems

Everything is easier if you believe, if you believe

I got love for the ghetto, love for the hood

Love for the people that turn the bad into good

Love for the people that think that it could be worse

Love for the people that's putting their family first

I got love for the ghetto, love for the hood

Love for the people that turn the bad into good

Love for the people that think that shit could be worse

Love for the people that's putting their family first