PTSD

Studied this sh*t thats how I know buddy a *****
He putty this sh*t, get bloodier
N*ggas get money and switch, he aint come for this sh*t
He aint covered just cause yo buddy is
My boy covered with clips, hell cut him and dip
Im subtle but still gon cover him
Caught my plug on a lick
We can stuff yo cut in his sh*t but we aint gon cut him in
Im in mechanicsville where da mechanics live
Bruh got that cannon filled and he know how to film
All my abandonment made me connect with the savages
Met my connect now Im having it
I got to have a lil Glock Im in Adamsville
Last time I seen him my patna was after him
Dont know what happen and no Im not askin him
N *ggas ahead of it, dont wont no happy meal
Swear to God
I can tell by his eyes he aint scared of God
I can tell the whole time it was hella flawed
I can tell he was frightened but played it off
I can tell da whole 9 to meet at ya job
I can tell what em time to be at the club
I was careful designing the execution
No electrocution, I know they was shocked
I can walk through the fire, was swore to drop
Everybody outside gotta carry Glocks
And some Angels dont want what you better drop
Cause they get in there tall and then peck you hot
I was raised in the jungle like George and Lenon
George annoyed, they come to po-poy, it cant get gory
I got a lot of recorded scary stories
I got a -
Who the f*ck is he, bruh? He dont live on my street (bruh)
I know hes sweet, bruh, n*gga round here gotta eat, bruh
Sweat in yoru sleep from PTSD, huh
PTSD, huh , PTSD, huh
Studied this sh*t thats how I know buddy a *****
He putty this sh*t, get bloodier
N*ggas get money and switch, he aint come for this sh*t
He aint covered just cause yo buddy is
My boy covered with clips, hell cut him and dip
Im subtle but still gon cover him
Caught my plug on a lick
We can stuff yo cut in his sh*t but we aint gon cut him in
I hate this sh*t, n*ggas