Ptsd

Every night I look up to the sky
Wonder why I feel like I can't cry
I've seen so many bad things and my PTSD won't let me be alright
Every night I look up to the sky
Wonder why I feel like I can't cry
I've seen so many bad things and my PTSD won't let me be alright

I'm running in circles around all you bitches
You can't fuck with me cause I'll clown all you bitches
I'd rather get stitches than being a witness on stand cause I'm lying and never be Snitching
I just be out here getting these riches so if you fuck me they'll find you in the ditches Without ya damn head and some organs be missing
So watch what you say cause I don't just be dissing
Fuck what you heard bitch this ain't just a rap
Keep talking that shit and you could get capped
I'm from the 6 1 8 and I'll blat any lil bitch who talks shit on my track
Cause I'm so sick and tired of feeling like crap
All the talk and the drama you bring to the back imma slap in yo face bitch I'll bully right Back
You fucking with me then you know you get smacked

Every night I look up to the sky
Wonder why I feel like I can't cry
I've seen so many bad things and my PTSD won't let me be alright
Every night I look up to the sky
Wonder why I feel like I can't cry
I've seen so many bad things and my PTSD won't let me be alright

Fuck what you heard, it's not your concern
Fly like a bird while you still got a turn
I been at Ferne Clyffe and I burn a spliff and I learn how to deal with it third
Cause my baby and mama don't need all that drama so imma be stacking up all of my Dollars
I never do follow I only been followed, so take out your pen and jot down this new motto
PTSD won't let me breathe
I want to sleep but I'm dying



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Writer(s): William Cottonaro
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