Traumatized

This a leekeleek banger
Theres a power of pressure dave
Tomorrow aint promised
Holiday season, its karma 2 nigga, aint no going back
I lost malik at 29, mugga at 22
From harlem to atlanta, fuck you talking bout
Just happy to be here
Killed freaky, i was traumatized
Still that nigga in my mommas eyes (they gon feel this shit)
Try to see a nigga momma cry
When your homies is dying (oh they gon feel this shit)
Aint trying to be a homicide
Trying to see a nigga momma- i dont trust a soul
Trying to see ya lil momma cry (lets go)
They killed freaky, i was traumatized
Still that nigga in my mommas eyes
Try to see a nigga momma cry
Aint trying to be a homicide
I got a daughter plus a little brother
And my momma that i gotta be here for
Bitch told me stop buying guns
Niggas dying fuck you think i need em for
Blue and whites, flashing lights,
I aint going back fuck you think im speeding for
I got homies i dont see at all,
Best friends i cant even call
I aint laughing aint nothing funny,
If you talking money shit i need it all
My youngin died and i need my dog
Devil on me, try to keep him off
Mood swings, i got mood swings
Move wrong and this tool sing
Shooter came up on that new thing
I could hold it with a shoestring
They put my youngin on the news,
Looking for a xan i got the blues
We was in there robbing niggas locs
Take him out his coat, i got his shoes
I go to prison, i aint coming home
We on a mission, niggas running home
My youngin airing shit for free
He aint want the money,
Stashed a couple hundred for him
Hell do it for a rollie,
Take him to my jeweller know im a flood it for him
My vision is blurry,
I just hope that i get to see thirty
I pray for another morning
Wake up with your bitch, she got nothing on
I still wanna kill freakys killer
Im in my feelings, i wont speak to niggas
My homies dying ima need a minute
Broad daylight, if forever running to em,
I wont even see the witness
Blowed out on a sunday, im high on the oneway
And i dont even see the speeding limit
Pac prolly had the same feelin,
Biggie prolly had the same feelin
A lot of sucker shit i aint feelin,
Im blowing sour out the range ceilin
Niggas really got me hot,
Catch him in the drop,
Trying to leave his brains in it
We never shaky and we aint timid
Ya momma lobby, i be waiting in it
They killed mugga, i was traumatized
Still that nigga in my mommas eyes
Tryna see a nigga momma cry
Aint trying to be a homicide
Got a daughter plus a little brother
And my momma that i gotta be here for
Bitch told me stop buying guns
Niggas dying fuck you think i need em for
They killed freaky, i was traumatized
Still that nigga in my mommas eyes
Tryna see a nigga momma cry
Aint trying to be a homicide
Got a daughter plus a little brother
And my momma that i gotta be here for
Hot pistol on my side warming up the ride,
Feeling like the heater on
They killed ruger , bitch its time to slide
All my niggas know its homicide
Catch em lacking and they gotta die
Im sending niggas to apologize
I dont care if we was cool or we went to school,
Nigga you an opp too
Catch a nigga by they self,
Or they with they fam, fuck it they get shot too
Ni-niggas know how i rock nigga
Thirty shots in this glock nigga
I aint scared to bend blocks nigga
Send shots while the cops with em
I been hype my whole life, dodging blue
And white cause i dont box niggas
Niggas talkin like they tough til i pulled up
And niggas called the cops on me
Either you scared or pussy,
But niggas know i aint no rookie
Ive been in the field since they called me chill,
Nigga thats word to tookie
Beat cases, ive been on my bully
Im strapped, i stay with the fully
On edge, i dare you to push me,
Scared, we know that they pussies
They killed hardy, bitch its time to slide
All my niggas know its homicide
Catch em lacking and they gotta die
Im sending niggas to apologize
I dont care if we was cool
Or we went to school, nigga you an op too
Catch a nigga by they self,
Or they with they fam, fuck it they get shot too
They killed mugga, i was traumatized
Still that nigga in my mommas eyes
Tryna see a nigga momma cry
Aint trying to be a homicide
Got a daughter plus a little brother
And my momma that i gotta be here for
Bitch told me stop buying guns
Niggas dying fuck you think i need em for
They kill freaky, i was traumatized
Still that nigga in my mommas eyes
Tryna see a nigga momma cry
Aint trying to be a homicide
Got a daughter plus a little brother
And my momma that i gotta be here for
Hot pistol on my side warming up the ride,
Feeling like the heater on
Warming up the ride, feeling like the heater on
Warming up the ride, feeling like the heater on
Warming up the ride, feeling like the heater on
Warming up the ride, feeling like the heater on
Bang, bang, bang, bang