Trauma

Ooh, you're cool as ever

Your heart, it glitters in gold

You make me quiver, shiver

Got me like

Ooh, you're cool as ever

Shit

Your heart, it glitters in gold

You make me quiver, shiver

Uh

Got me like

Did so much shit, when I take losses, feel like karma

'Member when I was broke but now I'm swimmin' in these commas

Sippin' on this cup and I'm just thinkin' 'bout my momma

I'm tryna keep a focus, I'm attractin' all this drama

Uh, yeah, huh

And I don't even know who fault it is (I don't)

But I climbed too far to go and fall to this (I won't)

Bitch I knew for years

Actin' like she cared, goin' live, clout chasin', look at all this shit

Gotta stay solid under pressure (Pressure)

**** talkin' cap so I don't let 'em give me lectures

I don't think you corny, ****, I just think I'm better

And the feds probably read your shit so I don't send them letters

Yeah, and all that hatin' get me sick (Get me sick)

If I was broke and you was me, you'd be a lick

Half a Percocet and liquor get me lit

I probably fall asleep so I don't hit the spliff

Nod say yes, say that no shame

Lot of work into to go as far as I came

I been doin' me, bro, don't be strange

No breaks, I want everything

**** get a buzz, I don't know why they stop

I don't know why they stop

Damn, huh, I don't know why they stop

I work too hard to let they take me out my spot

Smoke for the trauma, sip for the pain

I rap for the commas, I click for the game

Made it so I walk around with foreign everything

Real ****, I ain't ever had no water on my name

Water on my wrist though, water on my chain

Water got your bitch wet, make her go insane

Pull up in that new coupe, might take off the brain

I done probably drove every fuckin' foreign you could name

Locked up, free my **** sittin' in them chains

For score, tryna get some new points for the gang

If this ain't what you want then slow your roll and play it lame

'Cause the moment bodies drop, this shit'll never be the same

Lot of **** real, couple **** fake

Got the bag then my thoughts flipped the other way

Dirty ****, why you stay lookin' at my plate?

It be greedy ****, those the type of **** that I hate

Traumatized, thinkin' head bussin', nothing fake

Tryna talk to God but I don't know if He relate

Like if they would've took me, am I valid through the gate?

This the type of shit that I don't know

This the type of shit that I be feelin' when I'm low

In the clouds, I'm smokin' on this dummy out the O

Momma told me gotta stop the dissin', gotta grow

Then I think 'bout how them **** wanted me to go

Smoke for the trauma, sip for the pain

Rap for the commas, click for the game

Made it so I walk around with foreign everything

Real ****, I ain't ever had no water on my name

Water on my wrist though, water on my chain

Water got your bitch wet, make her go insane

Pull up in that new coupe, might take off the brain

I done probably drove every fuckin' foreign you could name