Traumatize
See latey I been traumatize
Paranoid from homicides
I'm getting tired of see my ppl cry
It got me like lord why
Why we all gotta die
And why the world full of lies
And why these niggas testified
When they the ones
Said let's slide
That street shit crazy
Ain't it
Wonder why the game tainted
It ain't no better picture painted
Ain't no better person perfect
Everybody they deserve it
Everybody really worth it
So I put it in my verses
See lately I been Bacc to Bacc
Smoking weed like cigarettes
Wish I can get us all rich
And up out this bitch
That's all I wanna do
I hope to God he see it thru
I pray at night to make it true
That's why I'm in this booth
Microphone in the stand
And 20 racks inside my hand
Thinking of a better plan
How to become a better man
It's time to elevate
Cus ion got time to wait
Plus I done lost time to waste
Making sure niggas straight
While ducking and dodging hate
And running from all the fakes
See I get traumatize
Just Thinking bout the suicide
Wondering why you ain't ride
All this stressing it got me tired
I been you missing you tay tay
My momma and bay bay
That's the truth
No play play
Aine nun like ray ray
Or the rest of them niggas
I just want me some figgas
And watch my kids get bigger
Teach them not to be killers
And how to keep that shit realer
Then the rest of them niggas
Paranoid from homicides
I'm getting tired of see my ppl cry
It got me like lord why
Why we all gotta die
And why the world full of lies
And why these niggas testified
When they the ones
Said let's slide
That street shit crazy
Ain't it
Wonder why the game tainted
It ain't no better picture painted
Ain't no better person perfect
Everybody they deserve it
Everybody really worth it
So I put it in my verses
See lately I been Bacc to Bacc
Smoking weed like cigarettes
Wish I can get us all rich
And up out this bitch
That's all I wanna do
I hope to God he see it thru
I pray at night to make it true
That's why I'm in this booth
Microphone in the stand
And 20 racks inside my hand
Thinking of a better plan
How to become a better man
It's time to elevate
Cus ion got time to wait
Plus I done lost time to waste
Making sure niggas straight
While ducking and dodging hate
And running from all the fakes
See I get traumatize
Just Thinking bout the suicide
Wondering why you ain't ride
All this stressing it got me tired
I been you missing you tay tay
My momma and bay bay
That's the truth
No play play
Aine nun like ray ray
Or the rest of them niggas
I just want me some figgas
And watch my kids get bigger
Teach them not to be killers
And how to keep that shit realer
Then the rest of them niggas
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Writer(s): Clarence Baker
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