PTSD

My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high Uh, uh, ay My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high Trey shot that nigga out my car so now I gotta get low I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my bitch Nigga, but that don't mean that I don't love my hoes Niggas tried to smack me up so now I'm raising hell Don't try and dap me lil' nigga you are not my bro Trey shot that nigga out my car so now I gotta get low They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party Dot on the head of his only daughter Then I dunk her head in that holy water Niggas shootin', we gon' shoot back Sittin' at the table like Tha Carter 5 They know I'ma do ya Aimin' for medulla Cooler than a cooler Shoota with a shoota AK on my shoulder like I'm Malcom X 'Cause I ain't goin' out like I'm Martin Luther Nigga open up the door nigga I know you home It's a hundred Crip niggas standing on ya lawn Give up that cheese, give that Provolone And I ain't talkin' on the phone 'cause I ain't playin' with 'em I got a K for the cuz if he hit you If I call Nappy Blue he comin' to get you Call Dread, that's the new Tom Brady 'Cause he be sendin' shots like it's missle My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high Trey shot that nigga out my car so now I gotta get low I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my bitch Nigga, but that don't mean that I don't love my hoes Niggas tried to smack me up so now I'm raising hell Don't try and dap me lil' nigga you are not my bro Trey shot that nigga out my car so now I gotta get low They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party Niggas always talkin' hot and runnin' they mouth Until I kick down they door and run in they house Have they mother on the floor with the gun in her mouth Like what's that shit up on the net that y'all was talkin' bout I put that on my son that I'ma take it there 'Cause where you come from and where I come from I ain't playin' fair My lil' homie died and I ain't drop a tear I just roll a spliff and put it in the air I'm big 092 niggas know I'm woo I look a nigga in his face like, "Who you talkin' to?" I need 25k or I ain't walkin' through I need 25k or I ain't walkin' through I spent 20 on my wrist and 20 on a chain I be spoiling myself so I could ease the pain Digital dash I be switching lanes I was sitting on the bench but now I'm in the game My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high Trey shot that nigga out my car so now I gotta get low I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my bitch Nigga, but that don't mean that I don't love my hoes Niggas tried to smack me up so now I'm raising hell Don't try and dap me lil' nigga you are not my bro Trey shot that nigga out my car so now I gotta get low They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party