Traumatized

[Intro]

Mamas cryin', both genders dyin' from homicide

It's a war in the jungle (Mhm, oh)

Woo

(Say Brando, what it's hittin' for?)

I swear, the streets left me traumatized

(Mhm, got me in a ride)

Yeah, yeah

Ba-ba-ba

Tryna turn my way, mhm, ba-ba-ba-ba

[Chorus]

I swear, the streets left me traumatized

Mamas cryin', both genders dyin' from homicides

It's a war in the jungle where it's hard to survive

You better be ready to rumble, so, be ready to ride

Nigga, it's do or die

You gon' lose me tryin' to hold your pride

Lil' bitch, it's you and I

I come from where niggas diе

Now, my pockets got .9s

I come from the othеr side, play the middle, you can lose your top

We get the blame when niggas drop

Four nickles make his body rock

[Verse]

It's the same as everything off the top

Really tell you, I been through a lot

A different lane ever since I been hot

Oh, I'm so caught up in my dead run

I know she wanna fuck now my ass now

She think I'm done, fuck on this ho, and then, I smash out

Walk out the house with my mask on

Big bank, know my cash long

Nigga, I can get you gone

Big reign, know my gang strong, youngins aimin' at your dome

Bitch nigga better watch they tone, I weren't raised like no ho

I was raised 'round old heads, uncle taught me the ropes

OG said, "You gon' blow, let them shooters be on go"

So, I send 'em, whenever they come, nigga get low

Nigga, do it, your intentions better be shoot it

Could've had yo' ass zipped, went on that mission, and they blew it

Make me mad, play on my top like you can do it

I been a spazz, won't drop a bag, for free, they do it

I'm trippin' like I hear the Demons talkin' to me

Know weak knees, all they say they head was a full

Clear the beanie, red shooter shoot precise when they hit it

You wanna rap that gangster shit, lil' nigga, better live it

I got real friends dead, real homeboys jocin' in prison

They might bust yo' head if look grown, fuck how you feelin'

But, my family want me to change, it's too late, already in it

I know we took one to the grave, don't have to fake that we livin'

And my bank account full of millions, this only the beginning

Richest young nigga out my city

In the bricks, pens got like fifty

I do this for my day ones who real proud they livin'

[Chorus]

I swear, the streets left me traumatized

Mamas cryin', both genders dyin' from homicides

It's a war in the jungle where it's hard to survive

You better be ready to rumble, so, be ready to ride

Nigga, it's do or die

You gon' lose me tryin' to hold your pride

Lil' bitch, it's you and I

I come from where niggas die

Now, my pockets got .9s

I come from the other side, play the middle, you can lose your top

We get the blame when niggas drop

Four nickles make his body rock