Intro - Deep, emotional tone, rain falling, distant sirens in the background)
Yeah… I remember nights when we ain't have s***.
Mama cryin’, tryna hide the bruises, but I saw it all.
Pops was high, broke as hell, takin’ his pain out on her.
I told her one day we gon’ make it out. One day…
(Beat drops—dark piano, heavy 808s, deep bass)
[Verse 1 - Painful Storytelling Flow]
I was just a kid, hearin’ mama scream at night,
Pops off the pills, tryna start another fight. (Glass shattering sound effect)
Told her, “Hold on, we gon’ see better days,”
But that black eye never seemed to fade.
Barely had food, stomach hurt, had to thug it,
Watched my own father turn a demon, I said f*** it.
Mama stayed strong, but I saw when she cried,
Swear to God, I woulda killed him if I had a .45. (Gun cocking sound effect)
[Chorus - Melodic, Auto-Tune Hook]
Came from the trenches, had to fight through the pain,
Watched my mama struggle, now we ballin’ every day.
Money in my pockets, but the scars still remain,
I can’t forget where I came from, no way.
[Verse 2 - Aggressive, Motivated Flow]
Now I’m countin’ bands, mama livin’ in a mansion,
Diamonds on my neck, but my heart still damaged.
Pops in the streets, still tweakin’ off the crack,
Ain’t seen him in years, I ain’t lookin’ back.
Had to get it on my own, no food, no lights,
Posted on the block, servin’ fiends all night. (Money counting sound effect)
Told mama one day we gon’ be just fine,
Now I send her 50K just to dry her eyes.
[Chorus - Melodic, Auto-Tune Hook]
Came from the trenches, had to fight through the pain,
Watched my mama struggle, now we ballin’ every day.
Money in my pockets, but the scars still remain,
I can’t forget where I came from, no way.
[Bridge - Slowed Down, Emotional Vocals]
Mama, I got you, I swear on my soul,
No more cryin’, no more nights in the cold. (Rain sound fades out)
Every scar that we had made us strong,
Now we up, now we on, now we gone.
[Outro - Soft-Spoken, Reflective Tone]
Yeah… we made it.
But even with all this money, I still feel the pain.
Some wounds never heal…
But at least now, mama livin’ good.
No more trenches. No more pain.
(Beat fades out, distant rain returns, final deep breath before silence)