[Intro: MadMarcc]
VVS diamonds, just look at the stone
Nah, I ain't switchin' my rights, know I'm still with the same team, M-A-D, them the bros
'Member that time I was walkin' through Cascade Park and the Glock was sittin' right on the floor
I was a young n***a when I had hit my first lick, had to be around thirteen years old

[Chorus: Hylan Starr & MadMarcc]
I come from the trenches where they trappin' all day
Steady grindin', tryna make a way, yeah
I come from the trenches (Why the hell LD 'dem gone?)
My n***a died right up in my face, yeah
I come from the trenches
The trеnches, the trenchеs
The trenches, the trenches (M-A-D)
The trenches, the trenches
The trenches, the trenches (Why the hell my dawg ain't home?)

[Verse 1: MadMarcc]
Yeah, huh, just in case big bro 'dem call
I gotta keep me some money on debit and credit, they know I'm gon' answer the phone
Too many problems, if money don't solve 'em, I roll up your partner and get him a morgue
So many choppers, if he want a problem, I bet he won't pop it and let it be known
Young n***a cash for a twenty in twenties and go out to Lenox, spent ten on some clothes
I was just talkin', I hear that my brother, he say he been fightin', got put in the hole
Rest in peace to Draco, fucked up how that police took his soul
I come from the ghetto, I can't let no n***a steer me wrong

[Chorus: Hylan Starr & MadMarcc]
I come from the trenches where they trappin' all day
Steady grindin', tryna make a way, yeah
I come from the trenches (Why the hell LD 'dem gone?)
My n***a died right up in my face, yeah
I come from the trenches
The trenches, the trenches
The trenches, the trenches
The trenches, the trenches
The trenches, the trenches (Why the hell my dawg ain't home?)

[Verse 2: MadMarcc]
He had a fetish for throwin' the dice
He probably run up a hundred on CeeLo, then lose it all back by the end of the night
He probably thought it was over when he saw his name on them cases that they had indicted
They probably thought that I wasn't gon' be shit until the promotor put me on a flier
Fuck whoever don't like it
(M-A-D), VVS diamonds, just look at the stone
Nah, I ain't switchin' my rights, know I'm still with the same team, M-A-D, them the bros
'Member that time I was walkin' through Cascade Park and the Glock was sittin' right on the floor
I was a young n***a when I had hit my first lick, had to be around thirteen years old

[Chorus: Hylan Starr & MadMarcc]
I come from the trenches where they trappin' all day
Steady grindin', tryna make a way, yeah
I come from the trenches (Why the hell LD 'dem gone?)
My n***a died right up in my face, yeah
I come from the trenches
The trenches, the trenches
The trenches, the trenches (M-A-D)
The trenches, the trenches
The trenches, the trenches (Why the hell my dawg ain't home?)

[Outro: MadMarcc]
The trenches, the trenches
Gotta make a way
Gotta make a way, I gotta make a way