PTSD

作词 : Marian Mereba/Damon Coleman/Deante' Van Hitchcock/Alexe Belle/Isis Valentino/Cameron Osteen

作曲 : Marian Mereba/Damon Coleman/Deante' Van Hitchcock/Alexe Belle/Isis Valentino/Cameron Osteen

Used to bend for me like the steel of a hatchback

You was there for Q like a fourth grade class fact

Q was in for me, never needed to ask that

PTSD, now I'm having a flashback

Told me I'm sweet, can't sleep in the trap trap

Enemy, envy, make the strap go brrat brrat

You the missing piece, no peace when I sleep now

Used to practice peace, finna sleep with the piece now

Know I'ma miss you long as I'm alive

You said you need to call me, be sure I tried

I wish I didn't have a song to write

I know you probably follow me with your light

My mama told me faith is all that I need

And back in the day I would've agreed, but now it's hard to believe

I still do not, 'cause I want, 'cause I need to

Believe in something greater than me without being able to see it

PTSD+Revenge Of The Dreamers III+So **** a watch, I wear my heart on my sleeve

Nobody knows my sorrow, nobody knows about the trouble I seen

A lot of dead niggas livin' through me, shawty, but not in the literal

Most 'em dead 'cause they ain't follow they dream

The power of a higher entity entered me

Mentally, physically, spiritually, I'm on a whole different energy

PTSD+Revenge Of The Dreamers III+**** the world, but I need you to remember me

I had doubt in myself 'cause I used to fear that you would look at me differently

If I ever changed, I'm numb to it now, I don't feel the same

A slave to the feeling, I'm breaking the chains

Tryna balance out the joy, the pain, the sun, the rain

My life and the fame, done lost the game

The gift, the shame, my skin, my veins

My soul done rained so much on my heart

Really I don't know where to start

The irony of finding self in the dark

PTSD+Revenge Of The Dreamers III+My nigga, truthfully, feel like it's two of me, I should've been on that ark

A love-hate relationship with my thoughts, I'm tryna shine in my own light

PTSD+Revenge Of The Dreamers III+The realest b***h left in my own right

Helping you with your vices but can't seem to get a grip on my own life, yeah

I was on my way down, breakdowns, breakthroughs

Spit up out my debut, gotta say I stay true

Maybe why I stayed broke, I been on a goose chase

Gotta swallow pride when they see me, how the truth taste?

Off the beaten path like Blueface

On the North Side, had to be a Tuesday

Walkin' slow with your kids on a school day

Way past midnight suddenly my mood change

That's when the truth came, in New York hearing rumors

My sister was homeless, convinced her to often

Been years since we talked, number changed

Saw you and my heart broke in a couple ways

PTSD+Revenge Of The Dreamers III+I can't believe when I seen you, I knew shit was true

Stared in your eyes and I saw a different you

Skated off fast 'fore I could address it

Hope I ran into you 'fore we both get to Heaven

We 'ight, we 'ight

You opened up my eyes and helped me see the light

We 'ight, we 'ight

You opened up my eyes and helped me see the light, ayy

Yeah, hahahaha

We just kickin' it, you know, ayy, woah

I'm here with all my friends

This is for the homies, for the homies, all the homies, what? What?

And the hoes

Hahahaha, yeah

Said this is for the homies, for the homies, all the homies, what?

And the hoes

Can't forget about the hoes, yeah

For the homies, for the homies, for the homies, what? What?

And the hoes

PTSD+Revenge Of The Dreamers III+(Ayy, that shit sound tight)

This is for the homies, for the homies, all the homies, what? What?

And the hoes

Hahahaha, yeah

Said this is for the homies, for the homies, all the homies, what?

And the hoes

Can't forget about the hoes, yeah

For the homies, for the homies, for the homies, what? What?

And the hoes