Traumatized

(That's ok Peter)
(Gunna)

I keep a gun on my side can't let them take me out
Seen my main man stretched out they left him paralyzed
And he was trying to chill left his heat and lost his life
You got to shoot for yourself ain't nobody gone ride (I swear ain't nobody gone ride)
You can look me in my eyes and tell that I'm traumatized (Yea)
The streets left me traumatized
I said the streets left me traumatized

I know it's so many nights that my momma sat and cried
Praying that the streets don't take her oldest child from her side
And I be wanting to crash out and I can't even lie
If the time ever come then it's gone be you or I
See I had hoes that crushed my heart
Shouldn't never fucked from the start
Cousin had told me all about her
I still slipped and fell so hard

Since then it's been hard to trust
Don't want feelings just want guts
Plus these hoes will set you up
Now they jumping up double dutch
All I ever wanted was for us to get up out the struggle
We can all make it together if everyone got a hustle
Yea the hair plug or the weed bro got strands by the bundle
Always ride around with that thunder can't let no one put you under

I keep a gun on my side can't let them take me out
Seen my main man stretched out they left him paralyzed
And he was trying to chill left his heat and lost his life
You got to shoot for yourself ain't nobody gone ride (I swear ain't nobody gone ride)
You can look me in my eyes and tell that I'm traumatized (Yea)
The streets left me traumatized
I said the streets left me traumatized

Ay I show love you cross me out secret smoke what's all that about
All the fake love can do without you get one chance can't work it out
Push up open you like umbrellas we get caught it ain't no telling
Trying to get rich with the fellas ice on my wrist like it's swelling
Put this shit up on your speakers and I guarantee it bump
Been with the Boe from the jump Jeep full of guns in the trunk
See the opps Chris let the pump go Simon says what on my say so
Bring the beef right to your front door send him up get you a halo
Got away with murder felt like Oj in that Bronco
It feel so good to let that stress go I'm trying to run up my pesos
Yea I got away with murder feel like Oj in that Bronco
Now im trying to let this stress go I'm trying to run up my pesos

I keep a gun on my side can't let them take me out
Seen my main man stretched out they left him paralyzed
And he was trying to chill left his heat and lost his life
You got to shoot for yourself ain't nobody gone ride (I swear ain't nobody gone ride)
You can look me in my eyes and tell that I'm traumatized (Yea)
The streets left me traumatized
I said the streets left me traumatized

(That's ok Peter)



Credits
Writer(s): Vernon Jones
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