From the Trenches
A song made by St Pheel9ice96
From the Trenches
A song made by St Pheel9ice96
Yeah yeah
From the bottom e choke
Listen
Grew up for the trenches where the hunger dey real
No light for the yard but we still dey feel
Mama tears for night when the money no show
Papa hustle tire but the bills still grow
Neighborhood rough where the strong survive
See your people fall but you still dey strive
No silver spoon, just the pain and the grind
Every scar wey I carry, na lesson I find
From the struggle to the top, I no go stop
Wetin no kill you go make you strong, omo
From the gutter to the glory, na my story
They doubted but I rose, now they know say I be boss
Sleep for floor, wake up chase the dream
Nothing come easy for this life e no be cream
Friends turn enemies when the pressure increase
Family dey doubt you, can't find no peace
But the fire for inside, e dey burn so bright
Every "no" wey I hear make me fight with might
Got scars on my soul from the battles I fought
But these streets raise a soldier, not the type to be caught
From the struggle to the top, I no go stop
Wetin no kill you go make you strong, omo
From the gutter to the glory, na my story
They doubted but I rose, now they know say I be boss
Chai
Wahala plenty but we dey here
No cap
