PTSD Lyrics

Whole lotta stress, I've been a lonely child

Tryna reach the top, it might take me a lil' while

Done walked a million miles, ain't no settlin' down

Gotta make my mama proud, I know she smilin' down

Whole lotta pain, I been a troubled child

I'm cryin' out inside, these G's calming me down

It's safe to say that I'm here, and I'ma stay for a while

I'm just a youngin' from the hood, putting on for my town

My time now, smoking by the pound

For all my dead partners, I pour some liquor out

They wasn't countin' on me then, had to count them all out

You wasn't hangin' with me then, you can't hang with me now

Too many losses, gotta move like a boss

I don't spend much on my fit, I be shopping at Ross

Prayin' I reach top level, but my fingers ain't crossed

Told myself, I'ma make it one day, just play your part

These hoes, they for the streets, keep my dick in my draws

I'm too busy getting money, I can't answer your call

Solo dolo by my lonely until God call

Ballin' hard, through it all, do you see

No John Wall

I shine without a flaw, I don't fuck with the laws

Anybody got a problem with me, I brush them off

I pay for what I want, no matter the cost

Drop a bag to get them gone, if they play with my pa

Whole lotta stress, I've been a lonely child

Tryna reach the top, it might take me a lil' while

Done walked a million miles, ain't no settlin' down

Gotta make my mama proud, I know she smilin' down

Whole lotta pain, I've been a troubled child

I'm cryin' out inside, these G's calming me down

It's safe to say that I'm here, and I'ma stay for a while

I'm just a youngin' from the hood, putting on for my town

My time now

Those hard nights made me a better man

Fuck following a nigga, I'ma build my own brand

Smoking gas every day, the weed help with my plans

My dog ain't wanna die, he took them shells like a man

Only blues, we ain't crippin', prayin' I don't get caught slipping

Keep my name out your mentions, I came about my business

Been hearing nun but critics, I don't respond to no critics

I know they see me moving different, rest in peace King Nipsey

So much shit be on my mind, like the sun, I'm finna shine

No ref, I got my stripes, I've been ballin' like Mike

Ex bitches be all on my yop, but I don't got time

It takes two to make time, two wrongs don't make it right

I'm standing on my ten, it's whatever how we come

We all came from nothing, tryna turn it into something

Handle my shit like a don, I ain't running from nothing

Bitch, I came from the slums, they ain't wanna give me nothing

I remember bout them times they ain't want gimme nun, ya heard me