[00:00.000] 作词 : Bashar Jackson
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Bashar Jackson/Ricardo Lamarre
[00:02.105]My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
[00:08.301]Uh, uh, ayy
[00:10.940]My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
[00:12.937]Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
[00:15.861]I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my bitch
[00:18.417]N*gga, but that don't mean that I don't love my hoes
[00:21.154]N*ggas tried to smack me up so now I'm raising hell
[00:23.844]Don't try and dap me up, lil' n*gga, you are not my bro
[00:26.349]Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
[00:28.971]They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party
[00:31.823]Dot on the head of his only daughter
[00:34.525]Then I dunk her head in that holy water
[00:36.797]N*ggas shootin', we gon' shoot back
[00:39.747]Sittin' at the table like Tha Carter 5
[00:42.022]They know I'ma do you, aimin' for medulla
[00:44.351]Cooler than a cooler, shooter with a shooter
[00:47.148]AK on my shoulder like I'm Malcom X
[00:49.925]'Cause I ain't goin' out like I'm Martin Luther
[00:52.383]N*gga open up the door, n*gga, I know you home
[00:55.116]It's a hundred Crip n*ggas standing on your lawn
[00:57.541]Give up that cheese, give that Provolone
[01:00.332]And I ain't talkin' on the phone 'cause I ain't playin' with 'em
[01:03.108]I got a K for the cuz if he hit you
[01:05.425]If I call Nappy Blue, he come and get you
[01:07.937]Call Dread, that's the new Tom Brady
[01:10.202]'Cause he be sendin' shots like it's missile
[01:13.099]My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
[01:15.976]Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
[01:18.381]I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my bitch
[01:20.969]N*gga, but that don't mean that I don't love my hoes
[01:23.699]N*ggas tried to smack me up so now I'm raising hell
[01:26.269]Don't try and dap me up, lil' n*gga, you are not my bro
[01:28.753]Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
[01:31.323]They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party
[01:34.084]N*ggas always talkin' hot and runnin' they mouth
[01:36.800]Until I kick down they door and run in they house
[01:39.106]Have they mother on the floor with the gun in her mouth
[01:41.777]Like what's that sh*t up on the 'net your son was talkin' 'bout?
[01:44.346]I put that on my son that I'ma take it there
[01:46.887]'Cause when you come from where I come from, I ain't playin fair
[01:49.522]My lil' homie die and I ain't drop a tear
[01:52.169]I just rolled a spliff and put it in the air
[01:55.016]I'm big 092, n*ggas know I'm Woo
[01:57.771]I look a n*gga in his face like "Who you talkin' to?"
[02:00.101]I need 25K or I ain't walkin' through
[02:02.738]I need 25K or I ain't walkin' through
[02:05.286]I spent twenty on my wrist and twenty on a chain
[02:07.913]I be spoiling myself so I can ease the pain
[02:10.493]Digital dash, I be switching lanes
[02:13.233]I was sitting on the bench, but now I'm in the game
[02:15.963]My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
[02:18.349]Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
[02:20.960]I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my bitch
[02:23.683]N*gga, but that don't mean that I don't love my hoes
[02:26.393]N*ggas tried to smack me up so now I'm raising hell
[02:28.862]Don't try and dap me up, lil' n*gga, you are not my bro
[02:31.429]Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
[02:33.988]They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party