Trauma

I'm moving cautious 'cause the tough nigga, they dying free

He was gangster to them bullets, hit his ass, he hurt (hurt)

Everything I done touch, turn gold, I turn shit to dirt (dirt)

How I 'posed to get my brother rich, how he end on a shirt?

Shell flying, mama crying, but they can't stop a war

She gon' suck a hundred dick, you can't stop a whore

And I sent a hundred shots, so what they want some more

Nigga be dying, you think I'm really going back and forth

You can see demons in my eyes, my mama pray for me

My brother died, he left me early, he ain't stay with me

I handle business, stand on ten to get from A to B

I might change my music flow, but you can't change a G

He ain't get back in the street 'cause the foolie hurt

They gangster nigga, he had went to hell 'cause he ain't see a church

He ain't never drill, he tryna fall for bros dying when he went lacking

I'on fuck with pills 'cause I seen a reaction, died from taking Percs

He mama cry, she know he catching b' and switching opps

And the same niggas swing that Glock went away and told the cops

I used to sell antidote dopamine make a body lock

I still tell them bro chill 'cause they talk plenty talk

It broke my heart 'cause we can't never swing the heat again

I got trauma from my bros I'll never see again

The boy too gangster, he play ball, now his ass tryna spin on

Never search the artist, we got shows, I bet not sneak him in

Part of me, nigga, I can't duck from them trouble

I've been tryna tap a opp, they know we crashin' so they gon' cop a pill

Lil' bro, he down the road, he swear tonight he gon' trunk a bitch

Thought this my heart don't bother, know that they up onto me (fuck nigga)

Trauma shit, hurt them

Turn up for my baby

Trauma shit, for my baby