PTSD ft. Jardii & Kelvin2x Lyrics

You never know who's next so you gotta keep your eyes open

I still represent the trenches know that shit is mind blowing

He be acting like a bitch like he's just lost his components

One of the reasons why I'm strapped don't really got a real homie

Ion even wanna eat I'm just so fucked up in the head

Post traumatic stress disorder like I'm locked in a cell

Hey

9 times out of 10 I did it for all of my fam

I don't know who to give my heart to so I keep it instead

I'm still embarrassed by the shit that he said

We still embarrassed by the shit that he said

Grinding for these racks

Dodge from the feds

Bank full of racks yeah

Made it out the gutter

Balling every summer

Fuckin' all these bitches

And we running all this numbers

Mama raised me

Since a baby

Facing cases

Daddy left me

He neglect me

Yeah i stand for myself

Put some cash in my shev

Dodge from the 12

And I paid my respect

Lotta pains in my head

Ptsd homie telling to the feds

Got some couple niggaz gone but we still here uh

My bitch be acting like I still care

And they be thinking I left the good that nigga still there

I pop this pills cuz it makes me feel like someone still cares

Dis niggaz singing my song

Dis niggaz know that I'm on

I keep a glock in my tummy ready to get niggaz gone

If he comes right on that corner swear we gon put him on tv

I hope his momma don't see me cuz we ain't showing no love

They won't understand, they will only see u smile

Sometimes I can't even express what a nigga feel inside

They gave my dawg a thousand days that shit be sucide

And ion talk about dem niggaz causing homicides

You know I don't fucc with u

Niggaz made me feel this shit impossible

Nigga you don't even keep a glock with you

You know what the opps could do

You know what we aiming when we after you

You'd be on the run when we come for you

You never know who's next so you gotta keep your eyes open

I still represent the trenches know that shit is mind blowing

He be acting like a bitch like he's just lost his components

One of the reasons why I'm strapped don't really got a real homie

Ion even wanna eat I'm just so fucked up in the head

Post traumatic stress disorder like I'm locked in a cell

Hey

9 times out of 10 I did it for all of my fam

I don't know who to give my heart to so I keep it instead

I'm still embarrassed by the shit that he said

Don't pretend that we be friends

Cuz you don't know me like you said you acting phony

You gat my back I gat your back

You let fall I'll let you fall don't gat emotions

My mama gotta eat she the reason i be here I'm working hardly

I still represent my city even tho they don't see deserve me

That shit crazy

They know how we coming

They know how we bomin'

You know how we bleed

Trapping in my crib

Demons in my head

Demons everywhere

Fighting demons in my sleep yeah

Demons in my dreams yeah

Demons in palm angels

Tell em how we come

Dripping just for fun

This the one for the street