PTSD
 作词 : Bashar Jackson
 作曲 : Bashar Jackson/Ricardo Lamarre
My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
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My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
Trey shot that nigga out my
Car so now I gotta get low
I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my b***h
 nigga but that don't mean that I don't love my hoes
niggas tried to smack me
Up so now I'm raising hell
Don't try and dap me up lil'
 nigga you are not my bro
Trey shot that nigga out my
Car so now I gotta get low
They know we bend blocks welcome to the party
Dot on the head of his only daughter
Then I dunk her head in that holy water
Oh oh oh
niggas shootin' we gon' shoot back
Shoot back
Sittin' at the table like tha carter 5
They know I'ma do you aimin' for medulla
Cooler than a cooler shooter with a shooter
Yeah
AK on my shoulder like I'm Malcom X
Oh oh
'Cause I ain't goin' out like I'm Martin Luther
 nigga open up the door nigga I know you home
It's a hundred crip nigga s
Standing on your lawn on your lawn
Give up that cheese give that Provolone
And I ain't talkin' on the phone
'Cause I ain't playin' with 'em
I got a K for the 'cuz if he hit you
If I call Nappy Blue he come and get you
Call dread that's the new Tom Brady Brady
'Cause he be sendin' shots like it's missile
My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
Trey shot that nigga out
My car so now I gotta get low
I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my b***h
 nigga but that don't mean
That I don't love my hoes
niggas tried to smack me up
So now I'm raising hell
Don't try and dap me up lil'
 nigga you are not my bro
Trey shot that nigga out my
Car so now I gotta get low
They know we bend blocks welcome to the party
niggas always talkin' hot and runnin' they mouth
Until I kick down they door and run in they house
Have they mother on the floor with the gun in her mouth
Like what's that shit up on
The net your son was talkin' 'bout
I put that on my son that I'ma take it there
'Cause when you come from where
I come from I ain't playin fair
My lil' homie die and I ain't drop a tear
I just rolled a spliff and put it in the air
I'm big 092 nigga s know I'm woo
I look a nigga in his face like who you talkin' to
I need 25K or I ain't walkin' through
I need 25K or I ain't walkin' through
I spent twenty on my wrist and twenty on a chain
I be spoiling myself so I can ease the pain
Pain
Digital dash I be switching lanes
I was sitting on the bench but now I'm in the game
My PTSD startin' to kick
In so I gotta get high
Trey shot that nigga out my
Car so now I gotta get low
I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my b***h
 nigga but that don't mean that I don't love my hoes
niggas tried to smack me up so now I'm raising hell
Don't try and dap me up lil'
 nigga you are not my bro
Trey shot that nigga out my
Car so now I gotta get low
They know we bend blocks welcome to the party
Party
Party
Party
Party
Party
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