PTSD
Kirko Bangz
My brother doin' time, but I can't cry for him
Lil' cousin doin' time, but I can't cry for him
I lost my cousin to the streets, but I can't cry for him
My heart is breakin' every night, but I can't cry for 'em
And I can't even lie, mama
I can't shed a tear, I'm traumatized, mama
PTSD fuckin' with my mind, mama
I didn't even get to say, "Goodbye", mama
We was supposed to make it through the worst days
No more cryin' on your birthday
White candles, yeah, they hurt the worst way
White R.I.P. shirts hurt the worst way
And all this money in my bag don't take the pain away (no, no)
All this liquor to my head don't take the pain away (no, no)
We wasn't lookin' for no handouts, just a getaway (no, no)
All we know is all we know, and that's to get away (no, no)
All this money in my bag don't take the pain away (don't take the pain away)
All this liquor to my head don't take the pain away (don't take the pain away)
We wasn't lookin' for no handouts, just a getaway (tryna get away)
All we know is all we know, and that's to get away (get away)
How I'm 'posed to make a change when niggas hatin' on me?
How I'm 'posed to make a change when niggas preyin' on me?
I thought that nigga was my dawg, he got it out for me
He was just waitin' for a reason to switch sides on me
Can't find a friend, I found protection in this .9, though
LeBron fan, I never thought I'd need a Rondo
The same niggas slept on couches in my condos
Throwin' dirt all on my name in every convo'
And I can't even lie, mama
Some nights I dream of homicide, mama
The other nights I think of suicide, mama
But I can't take my life, I gotta provide, mama
But all this money in my bag don't take the pain away (no, no)
All this liquor to my head don't take the pain away (no, no)
We wasn't lookin' for no handouts, just a getaway (no, no)
All we know is all we know, and that's to get away (no, no)
All this money in my bag don't take the pain away (don't take the pain away)
All this liquor to my head don't take the pain away (don't take the pain away)
We wasn't lookin' for no handouts, just a getaway (tryna get away)
All we know is all we know, and that's to get away (get away)
My brother doin' time, but I can't cry for him
Lil' cousin doin' time, but I can't cry for him
I lost my cousin to the streets, but I can't cry for him
My heart is breakin' every night, but I can't cry for 'em
And I can't even lie, mama
I can't shed a tear, I'm traumatized, mama
PTSD fuckin' with my mind, mama
I didn't even get to say, "Goodbye", mama
We was supposed to make it through the worst days
No more cryin' on your birthday
White candles, yeah, they hurt the worst way
White R.I.P. shirts hurt the worst way
And all this money in my bag don't take the pain away (no, no)
All this liquor to my head don't take the pain away (no, no)
We wasn't lookin' for no handouts, just a getaway (no, no)
All we know is all we know, and that's to get away (no, no)
All this money in my bag don't take the pain away (don't take the pain away)
All this liquor to my head don't take the pain away (don't take the pain away)
We wasn't lookin' for no handouts, just a getaway (tryna get away)
All we know is all we know, and that's to get away (get away)
How I'm 'posed to make a change when niggas hatin' on me?
How I'm 'posed to make a change when niggas preyin' on me?
I thought that nigga was my dawg, he got it out for me
He was just waitin' for a reason to switch sides on me
Can't find a friend, I found protection in this .9, though
LeBron fan, I never thought I'd need a Rondo
The same niggas slept on couches in my condos
Throwin' dirt all on my name in every convo'
And I can't even lie, mama
Some nights I dream of homicide, mama
The other nights I think of suicide, mama
But I can't take my life, I gotta provide, mama
But all this money in my bag don't take the pain away (no, no)
All this liquor to my head don't take the pain away (no, no)
We wasn't lookin' for no handouts, just a getaway (no, no)
All we know is all we know, and that's to get away (no, no)
All this money in my bag don't take the pain away (don't take the pain away)
All this liquor to my head don't take the pain away (don't take the pain away)
We wasn't lookin' for no handouts, just a getaway (tryna get away)
All we know is all we know, and that's to get away (get away)
Credits
Writer(s): Janko Nilovic, Marcin Gerek, Bartosz Welka, Jackson Bashar Barakah
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