Traumatized
Traumatized
Permanently changed after yo patnas died
Mamas cried
Tears all in they face because of homicide
Dollar signs
All I see is green that mean I'm color blind
Real nigga, I don't think that I could be no other kind
Deal with a broken hearted soulja showing real love
I hear the words come out they mouth but I don't feel love
Them hard times done made you numb when you don't feel drugs
True Hustler Under God with all my real thugs
Them backwoods like my circumstances, full of nothing but pressure
Go backwards while I'm taking chances, giving nothing but effort
Guess you gotta be resilient, till that pain is pleasure
Once they find out that you brilliant you became a treasure
This shit can't be measured
The strength it take to lift this weight and go and get yo' bread up
When shit get mean like guillotine you gotta pick yo' head up
You sick and fed up
You flip prescriptions to get you better
Heavy bettor, odds against me I'ma get this cheddar
I can't parlay with these niggas, can't be with whoever
Bring an army wit you nigga, you can get whoever
See the footprints in the mud I run with heavy steppers
No lemon pepper, but we seasoned ain't even gotta prep us
And if we die hope bullets fly and all our patnas rep us
And if we die hope bullets fly and all our patnas rep us
My heart got scars that look like stars
I think it's running outta space
No treading lightly for them mills you still be running all in place
Fall in love and then they leave, should've brung us all a rake
Them illusions so confusing, all the love you saw was fake
Chances, I no longer give but I'ma take
Advantage, being damaged they expect for you to flake
Quit reflecting on mistakes you must accept that you will make
It hurt too bad I hit the gas cause I was never one to break
Traumatized
Permanently changed after yo patnas died
Mamas cried
Tears all in they face because of homicide
Dollar signs
All I see is green that mean I'm color blind
Real nigga, I don't think that I could be no other kind
Deal with a broken hearted soulja showing real love
I hear the words come out they mouth but I don't feel love
Them hard times done made you numb when you don't feel drugs
True Hustler Under God with all my real thugs
Permanently changed after yo patnas died
Mamas cried
Tears all in they face because of homicide
Dollar signs
All I see is green that mean I'm color blind
Real nigga, I don't think that I could be no other kind
Deal with a broken hearted soulja showing real love
I hear the words come out they mouth but I don't feel love
Them hard times done made you numb when you don't feel drugs
True Hustler Under God with all my real thugs
Them backwoods like my circumstances, full of nothing but pressure
Go backwards while I'm taking chances, giving nothing but effort
Guess you gotta be resilient, till that pain is pleasure
Once they find out that you brilliant you became a treasure
This shit can't be measured
The strength it take to lift this weight and go and get yo' bread up
When shit get mean like guillotine you gotta pick yo' head up
You sick and fed up
You flip prescriptions to get you better
Heavy bettor, odds against me I'ma get this cheddar
I can't parlay with these niggas, can't be with whoever
Bring an army wit you nigga, you can get whoever
See the footprints in the mud I run with heavy steppers
No lemon pepper, but we seasoned ain't even gotta prep us
And if we die hope bullets fly and all our patnas rep us
And if we die hope bullets fly and all our patnas rep us
My heart got scars that look like stars
I think it's running outta space
No treading lightly for them mills you still be running all in place
Fall in love and then they leave, should've brung us all a rake
Them illusions so confusing, all the love you saw was fake
Chances, I no longer give but I'ma take
Advantage, being damaged they expect for you to flake
Quit reflecting on mistakes you must accept that you will make
It hurt too bad I hit the gas cause I was never one to break
Traumatized
Permanently changed after yo patnas died
Mamas cried
Tears all in they face because of homicide
Dollar signs
All I see is green that mean I'm color blind
Real nigga, I don't think that I could be no other kind
Deal with a broken hearted soulja showing real love
I hear the words come out they mouth but I don't feel love
Them hard times done made you numb when you don't feel drugs
True Hustler Under God with all my real thugs
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Beasley
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