[Intro: Siete7x]
(Ayy, Harty)
Siete
Uh, from the West Side of Compton (Uh, uh)
Uh (Uh, uh)
Uh, look

[Verse 1: Siete7x]
I'm a real trench baby, mama really raised me (Really raised me)
On 157, really auntie baby (Oh, oh)
'Member thuggin' on the block in the grey Mercedes (Skrrt)
Big strap on me case a n***a actin' crazy
All this violence, I can't believe we made it out (Oh, oh)
They say trappin' ain't dead, most of these n***as is scared (Yeah, they scared)
C2 told me stack the monеy, get your bread (Bread)
Thеy gon' talk about you even if you got it or you dead (Oh, oh)
I miss my homies, lately feelin' lonely (Feelin' lonely)
Poppin' all these pills, you ain't slid for your homies
While they plottin' on me, keep this Glock on me
I just motivated the trenches, they vouchin' for me (Woah)
When they smile to your face and they run
You ain't proud for a n***a gettin' hung (Geetin' hung)
I ain't worried 'bout the bitch, she ain't mine (She ain't mine, no)
Got me day one in my city, I can't knock, mm, mm

[Verse 2: Lil Bean]
I'm the hood ho, I'm the one who motivate you
This your EQS, matter of fact, a spaceship
I took the Balenci's off and put on some Asics
I know n***as hatin' on me, I just never say shit
Gotta watch them n***as call you brother before we in the end
Told mama you can't ride with me, it's poles up in here
I know it's hot in the summertime, it's cold over here
Make sure you got everything, we been blowed over here, yeah
They ain't have to sign me up, l was born in this shit
My young n***a, he don't rap, he on Forgis and shit
Whippin' love, shootin' dice, n***a had to take risks
I seen n***as trade teams, they be on some Klay shit
Nowadays, if it ain't my blood, I ain't involved
You ain't never seen your whole block taped off
N***as fake and act blind 'til they Ray Charles
If he thuggin', keep that fire, ain't no days off, yeah
[Verse 3: SIete7x]
Uh (Oh, oh), can't talk about this hustle and this grind, that's a fact, oh, woah (Hustle and grind)
Can't trust none of them n***as, they be cappin' on they raps, no, oh, no, oh (Cappin' in they raps)
I'll pick you up if you fallin' (Oh, oh)
You gotta sacrifice since you wanna make it this far (Oh, oh)
Ridin' twenty-four, takin' no n***a's ho (Oh, oh)

[Outro: Siete7x]
Uh, can't talk about this hustle and this grind, that's a fact, oh, woah
Can't trust none of them n***as, they be cappin' on they raps, no, oh, no, oh
But I'll pick you up if you fallin'
You gotta sacrifice since you wanna make it this far
Ridin' twenty-four, takin' no n***a's ho