(Jelly, where the bread at?) Hum, this a letter to my block This a letter to my block It's been a while since I seen your face How you been? I'll admit, I've really missed this place Just so you know, you haven't been replaced 'Cause I still think of you now like nothing has changed Life's goin' good, can't complain, wished that paper came Rap made the fame, couple died just to make a name You ain't gotta rap, get that bag, dog, go make a lane I ain't gotta cap, look in my eyes, you could see the veins Still gainin' every way, no excuses every day I be workin' over hard, tryna knock the ones ahead of me Thirty plaques, better year, platinum for my resume Over knew I'm goated, but I be still tryna better me We grew up on MedicAid, me and Ryer boo'd up I was runnin' 'round since I'm young, puttin' them tools up Middle out of my crowd, to have fun, we'll bruise ya Perky bite down, just fine, no abuser Trench kid sounds, every one of 'em gotta feel this That block, it taught me, if he fall, he the realest Traveled overseas, over blessed, I got to leave Shouldn't have brainwashed some of my niggas, I could feel it Letter to my block (it's been a while since I seen your face) Love you deeply, shit don't stop (how you been? I'll admit, I've really missed this place) I ain't lyin', know I feel for the trenches (just so you know, you haven't been replaced) Add 'em up, I spent some mils on the trenches (guess I still think of you now like nothing has changed) This a letter to my block (it's been a while since I seen your face) Love you deeply, shit don't stop (how you been? I'll admit, I've really missed this place) I ain't lyin', know I feel for the trenches (just so you know, you haven't been replaced) Add it up, I spent some mils on the trenches (guess I still think of you now like nothing has changed) Niggas dissin', this shit add up (add up) Double shootin', one of 'em diss the gang, get tagged up Everyone in competition, this shit mad sus Swear the trenches sell you dreams and you gassed up I thought everyone gon' ride, I thought everyone gon' be here by my side Imagine we would kill our opps and never die I thought he would never tell They gon' cap, you still get lonely in that cell Ain't nobody got no money for your bail I done took so many L's (l's), l's for the block Disrespect Smelly, know them shells gon' pop Growin' up on Scully, went from dicin' for the guap Car come through, don't make it hot Keep on talkin', don't you stop, no Gotta keep it, opps might come through, let a shot go Gotta addicted, first time hittin' a lick, I got dough Twenty up, I came a long way, I'm Macho You don't gotta fuck with me at stock, though Letter to my block (it's been a while since I seen your face) Love you deeply, shit don't stop (how you been? I'll admit, I've really missed this place) I ain't lyin', know I feel for the trenches (just so you know, you haven't been replaced) Add 'em up, I spent some mils on the trenches (guess I still think of you now like nothing has changed) This a letter to my block (it's been a while since I seen your face) Love you deeply, shit don't stop (how you been? I'll admit, I've really missed this place) I ain't lyin', know I feel for the trenches (just so you know, you haven't been replaced) Add it up, I spent some mils on the trenches (guess I still think of you now like nothing has changed) Boom, boom, boom Feel for the trenches Add it up, I spent some mils on the trenches (Jelly, where the bread at?)