PTSD

作词 : Christopher Torpey/Symere Woods/Chancelor Bennett/Herbert R Wright/James Lavigne/Jarad Higgins/Mikkel Nance

作曲 : David Doman

D.A. got that-

D.A. got that dope

I turn the news on, when I smell death in the air

I prove you wrong, I made it out of here

I don't belong, I see my past everywhere

Don't stand too close to me, eternal PTSD

I got a warzone inside of my head

I made it on my own

They said I'd be in jail or dead

I've seen my brothers fall, over and over again

Don't stand too close to me, I got PTSD

I was hearing bangs like Chief Keef

Always yelling names, that's deceased

I go off my mind and my instinct

Shootin' at the same time, we was in sync

On the same thing, tryna repeat

We was in them whips, right back on the enemies

Stuffed on my last hit, I was in the middle seat

**** it out the sun roof, brodie got a quick release

And we in a car real fast for police

Shots fired back but his ass in the street

When I bought a forty, showed Brittany & Tiffany

Knowing if they call, it ain't shit they can't get from me

Lot of warfare 17 had a 50 piece

Flexed on niggas so you know they wanna kill a G (Royalty)

Posted in the hood with some Bentley keys (Loyalty)

Roc died, showed 'em what it really mean

I can't sleep 'cause it's a warzone in my head

My killers good, they know I'm hands on with the bread

A million dollars ahead, I'm still angry and seeing red

How the **** I'm 'posed to have fun? All my niggas dead

I turn the news on, when I smell death in the air

I prove you wrong, I made it out of here

I don't belong, I see my past everywhere

Don't stand too close to me, eternal PTSD

I got a warzone inside of my head

I made it on my own

They said I'd be in jail or dead

I've seen my brothers fall, over and over again

Don't stand too close to me, I got PTSD

Used to run home from the train stop (Yeah)

Runnin' so fast dodgin' rain drops

'Member got robbed at the park once (Yeah)

'Member thinkin' that that b***h probably ain't caught

'Member I was with my mama one time

Seen a nigga through the glass, hit a nigga with a bankshot (Bah)

Point blank, head hanging off his tank top

Walked off, we drove off, went to GameStop (Skrrt)

Quiet ride there, picked up San Andreas (Huh)

Certain things we ain't talk about, mama, we just prayed off

We seen it all, don't get involved

Carry the weight of the world like a shawl

Conceal and revealing to people in court

I still can feel it, I know that the world is evil

In case you thought a nigga forgot it

When my homie was bleeding out, another homie went in his pockets (Shh)

Please do not run up on me, not even as fans

Niggas get fanned down on the Dan Ryan

I'm flyin', I'm scary as hell, I need me a Xan, ah

The days seem long as life gets shorter

We know ****, drugs, money, all in that order

Ain't no structure, no peace, we've lost our order

Leaving me with anxiety, ****ing up my sobriety (Lil Uzi Vert, yeah)

It's a warzone layin' inside my head

I still think about all my niggas that's dead

I'm too paranoid, yeah, I know you heard what I said

I'm too paranoid, I make sure all my opps they bled

Drainin' all my energy, no, I can not sleep, uh-huh

I'm affected by the streets, no appetite, I can't eat

I only see red when I see, I think it's my PTSD (Yeah)

I think it's my PTSD (Woah), I think it's my PTSD, yeah (Woah)

I turn the news on, when I smell death in the air