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作词 : Bashar Jackson
作曲 : Bashar Jackson/Ricardo Lamarre
My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
Uh, uh, ayy
My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my bitch
N*gga, but that don't mean that I don't love my hoes
N*ggas tried to smack me up so now I'm raising hell
Don't try and dap me up, lil' n*gga, you are not my bro
Trey shot that n*gga 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
N*ggas shootin', we gon' shoot back
Sittin' at the table like Tha Carter 5
They know I'ma do you, aimin' for medulla
Cooler than a cooler, shooter with a shooter
AK on my shoulder like I'm Malcom X
'Cause I ain't goin' out like I'm Martin Luther
N*gga open up the door, n*gga, I know you home
It's a hundred Crip n*ggas standing on your 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 come and get you
Call Dread, that's the new Tom Brady
'Cause he be sendin' shots like it's missile
My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my bitch
N*gga, but that don't mean that I don't love my hoes
N*ggas tried to smack me up so now I'm raising hell
Don't try and dap me up, lil' n*gga, you are not my bro
Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party
N*ggas 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 sh*t up on the 'net your son was talkin' 'bout?
I put that on my son that I'ma take it there
'Cause when you come from where I come from, I ain't playin fair
My lil' homie die and I ain't drop a tear
I just rolled a spliff and put it in the air
I'm big 092, n*ggas know I'm Woo
I look a n*gga 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 twenty on my wrist and twenty on a chain
I be spoiling myself so I can 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 n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my bitch
N*gga, but that don't mean that I don't love my hoes
N*ggas tried to smack me up so now I'm raising hell
Don't try and dap me up, lil' n*gga, you are not my bro
Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party
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