Traumatized - Special Version
On God
Ya already that
Yeah yeah
I'm going epic
I'm on some futuristic shit
Another baby killed
Another homicide
Another day I'm torn apart because my mama died
I seen the pain when I'm looking in grandmama eyes
Another nigga from the trenches that's been traumatized
I'm not the same old me
But this thang on me
It go Bang if a nigga try this chain on me
I was sitting in the cage people changed on me
Pointed fingers I ain't tripping put the blame on me
It's a cold cold world better Dress for it
Seen a nigga up his blick and he got test for it
Spending nights in different cribs with a arrest warrant
Robbed a nigga for his shit and he got checked for it
I'm a shine all you niggas know me
And if it's war time it's gone be what it's gone be
I think I'm out my mind and a demon think for me
Get rich or die trying like I'm living in '03
2 Michael Jordan's 223's on me
These niggas talking crazy they won't see me in these streets
And yeah it's big Swindle and I'm repping BBG
Got that thang on me
And I'm a cock and I'm a squeeze yeah
I put the switchy on the glizzy cuz I'm dangerous
These niggas talking shit I'm shooting like a ranger
I got that money ice hockey like a Ranger
And if yo bitch run up on me then she in danger
These niggas talking crazy but I don't hear a thang
I'm getting money dripped in diamonds I don't see a stain
I got this gun on me ya reach and you gone be a stain
Expensive pain I'm doing drugs so it stay in my brain
Another baby killed
Another homicide
Another day I'm torn apart because my mama died
I seen the pain when I'm looking in grandmama eyes
Another nigga from the trenches that's been traumatized
I'm not the same old me
But this thang on me
It go Bang if a nigga try this chain on me
I was sitting in the cage people changed on me
Pointed fingers I ain't tripping put the blame on me
It's a cold cold world better Dress for it
Seen a nigga up his blick and he got test for it
Spending nights in different cribs with a arrest warrant
Robbed a nigga for his shit and he got checked for it
I'm a shine all you niggas know me
And if it's war time it's gone be what it's gone be
I think I'm out my mind and a demon think for me
Get rich or die trying like I'm living in '03
Ya already that
Yeah yeah
I'm going epic
I'm on some futuristic shit
Another baby killed
Another homicide
Another day I'm torn apart because my mama died
I seen the pain when I'm looking in grandmama eyes
Another nigga from the trenches that's been traumatized
I'm not the same old me
But this thang on me
It go Bang if a nigga try this chain on me
I was sitting in the cage people changed on me
Pointed fingers I ain't tripping put the blame on me
It's a cold cold world better Dress for it
Seen a nigga up his blick and he got test for it
Spending nights in different cribs with a arrest warrant
Robbed a nigga for his shit and he got checked for it
I'm a shine all you niggas know me
And if it's war time it's gone be what it's gone be
I think I'm out my mind and a demon think for me
Get rich or die trying like I'm living in '03
2 Michael Jordan's 223's on me
These niggas talking crazy they won't see me in these streets
And yeah it's big Swindle and I'm repping BBG
Got that thang on me
And I'm a cock and I'm a squeeze yeah
I put the switchy on the glizzy cuz I'm dangerous
These niggas talking shit I'm shooting like a ranger
I got that money ice hockey like a Ranger
And if yo bitch run up on me then she in danger
These niggas talking crazy but I don't hear a thang
I'm getting money dripped in diamonds I don't see a stain
I got this gun on me ya reach and you gone be a stain
Expensive pain I'm doing drugs so it stay in my brain
Another baby killed
Another homicide
Another day I'm torn apart because my mama died
I seen the pain when I'm looking in grandmama eyes
Another nigga from the trenches that's been traumatized
I'm not the same old me
But this thang on me
It go Bang if a nigga try this chain on me
I was sitting in the cage people changed on me
Pointed fingers I ain't tripping put the blame on me
It's a cold cold world better Dress for it
Seen a nigga up his blick and he got test for it
Spending nights in different cribs with a arrest warrant
Robbed a nigga for his shit and he got checked for it
I'm a shine all you niggas know me
And if it's war time it's gone be what it's gone be
I think I'm out my mind and a demon think for me
Get rich or die trying like I'm living in '03
Credits
Writer(s): Quentin Reed
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