TRAUMATIZED by TRAVV TIGO Lyrics
I seen some shit in my life that got me traumatized
Nothing else hurt more than to see your momma cry
Yeah, her boy he was dying when she looked in his eyes
Now his body is cold, soul in the sky
And now his brother is gone, he gotta keep a gun
And said “Momma you tweakin’ I gotta keep me one”
And “Yeah I’m upping this .9 before they get me done”
And “Know I’m laying I’m down before a nigga run”
You was supposed to be my homie, and you tried to get me killed
You can’t trust everybody that’s with you, when you out here in the field
They could have on your jersey, and still try to get you pealed
That’s why a nigga gotta keep a .9 concealed
Yeah, that’s why niggas be out here they be popping pills
Man sometimes a nigga really just ain’t tryna feel
And thinking about all that shit, yeah it really hurt my spirit
And when my nigga died, I ain’t really wanna hear it
Hate that you had to go, for me to go and get it
Upgraded to the foreign, no more moving in a civic
Imma’ be a boss up in this shit word to Percy ain’t No Limit
All of this shit was earned wasn’t none of it was ever given
I seen some shit in my life that got me traumatized
Nothing else hurt more than to see your momma cry
Yeah, her boy he was dying when she looked in his eyes
Now his body is cold, soul in the sky
And now his brother is gone, he gotta keep a gun
And said “Momma you tweakin’ I gotta keep me one”
And “Yeah I’m upping this .9 before they get me done”
And “Know I’m laying I’m down before a nigga run”
Nothing else hurt more than to see your momma cry
Yeah, her boy he was dying when she looked in his eyes
Now his body is cold, soul in the sky
And now his brother is gone, he gotta keep a gun
And said “Momma you tweakin’ I gotta keep me one”
And “Yeah I’m upping this .9 before they get me done”
And “Know I’m laying I’m down before a nigga run”
You was supposed to be my homie, and you tried to get me killed
You can’t trust everybody that’s with you, when you out here in the field
They could have on your jersey, and still try to get you pealed
That’s why a nigga gotta keep a .9 concealed
Yeah, that’s why niggas be out here they be popping pills
Man sometimes a nigga really just ain’t tryna feel
And thinking about all that shit, yeah it really hurt my spirit
And when my nigga died, I ain’t really wanna hear it
Hate that you had to go, for me to go and get it
Upgraded to the foreign, no more moving in a civic
Imma’ be a boss up in this shit word to Percy ain’t No Limit
All of this shit was earned wasn’t none of it was ever given
I seen some shit in my life that got me traumatized
Nothing else hurt more than to see your momma cry
Yeah, her boy he was dying when she looked in his eyes
Now his body is cold, soul in the sky
And now his brother is gone, he gotta keep a gun
And said “Momma you tweakin’ I gotta keep me one”
And “Yeah I’m upping this .9 before they get me done”
And “Know I’m laying I’m down before a nigga run”