TRAUMA (feat. Big YBA)

Now I count it up different, focus on mine
I do it for us, knew I could get it
He wanna feature but don't know
The business, I see a fan but he lookin
Suspicious, paranoid out, don't wanna
Kick It, blow thru the window and
Hit em wit 60, not in my city
Who is these niggas they ain't fuckin
Wit me don't do the features
But had to get YBA know that
They wit me all of that trauma
Consistently draining don't know
Why he changin niggas be fakin'
Times I was broke I was patiently
Waiting had to just face it, now
In the booth I just talk and I say it
Don't care bout shawty I made her
Friend shake it, say they fight demons
I know that's a lie, demons inside
Got my anxiety high

Copped a QP at 15 I don't fuck
Wit them bags but I got em right
Back in, and I know if it won't for
This rap, i'll be in the trap probably
Countin' a backend, nigga mad cuz
I hit his lil hoe on the low
He be lovin' I'm beatin' her
Back in, niggas still coppin' out
From the smoke but no I
Ain't on note but I still get
A bag in, for a fact go to war if it's
Bout mine, MO3 them boys
Scared to come outside, I'm
On go I aint stuntin' no stop sign
Don't post up on that block
Cuz I'm frontline, wit this dick
I be duckin her one time, she
In love and I only hit one time
Do I think bout that pussy like
Sometimes, I ain't fallin' for shit
Cuz it's not mine