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Traumatized
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Traumatized was released on July 31, 2025 by IME Neo E publishing as a part of the album Black Sheep Confessions
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Release DateJuly 31, 2025
LabelIME Neo E publishing
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM120

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Neo E
Neo E
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elijah Gladney
Elijah Gladney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Parker Young
Parker Young
Producer

Lyrics

Yea yea
My bro keep a drill when it's hammer time
Kill or be killed, yea it's do or die
I got some hitters that's wit me they down to ride
They'll leave yo whole city traumatized
Slide on yo block wit some ice like it's hockey
Yo city green, can't nobody stop me
Eat off the streets, my knife in my pocket
Making a living, get rich or die trying
Yea
I feel like 50 with many men
Wish death upon me
Switched up, not sorry
Family feud, Steve Harvey
Family fight, like Maury
I gotta elevate, can't be in section 8
I gotta get my pape, then departing
Went from a city bus now a Ferrari
Yea
I grew up sheltered in private school
Young **** lotta hope and a dream
The World ain't hit me till 13
I was lost, didn't know what it mean
House hopping, tryna find where to sleep
We was living homeless, tryna see what to eat
Life was turning on us, asking God, Lord why me?
Eating syrup sandwiches, a daily routine
My stomach bubbling
I couldn't fight, or stomach the hunger in
Use to be nice, they took it for weakness
Judas of friends, that made me a demon
They treat me like crap, so I had to get even
I said it once, just don't make me repeat it
They think that they know me, I don't think they thinking
Yea, They think they know me, don't think that they
Yea
I, don't gotta lie
I, don't do goodbyes
I, don't got the time to cry
Why I gotta grind that's why
I'm, staying in focus to shine
I, Stay on my pivot
It's all about me, either eat or be eating
Surprised, I do homicides with the money
I'm making a killing
My bro keep a drill when it's hammer time
Kill or be killed, yea it's do or die
I got some hitters that's wit me they down to ride
They'll leave yo whole city traumatized
Slide on yo block wit some ice like it's hockey
Yo city green, can't nobody stop me
Eat off the streets, my knife in my pocket
Making a living, get rich or die trying
Yea
I feel like 50 with many men
Wish death upon me
Switched up, not sorry
Family feud, Steve Harvey
Family fight, like Maury
I gotta elevate, can't be in section 8
I gotta get my pape, then departing
Went from a city bus now a Ferrari
Yea
Tryna contain myself
In my city, know it's hard, to get where I'm getting
You play me, you play yourself
It takes some discipline, I ain't yo buddy buddy
Yea I'm focused on gaining wealth
I'm getting cheese ion fuck wit dem rats
I'm really living this shit more than rap
I'm really living this shit that they cap
I ain't sold drugs or nothing, but, fucking yo hoe was something, wat?
**** be asking me bout a bitch, like I fucked they hoe or something
The fuck?
I gotta make money no time for talking, unless you gon pay me to talk
I know with more problems, it's repercussions, I don't gotta pay for the chalk
I, ain't wasting time
I, gotta survive
I ain't got time to try
I, told you this time and time
I'm, finna come up that's why
I'm, moving in motion, when broke can't afford not to focus
Plus I'm in my prime
The realest to do it, I'm just getting started and no I ain't lyin
My bro keep a drill when it's hammer time
Kill or be killed, yea it's do or die
I got some hitters that's wit me they down to ride
They'll leave yo whole city traumatized
Slide on yo block wit some ice like it's hockey
Yo city green, can't nobody stop me
Eat off the streets, my knife in my pocket
Making a living, get rich or die trying
Yea
I feel like 50 with many men
Wish death upon me
Switched up, not sorry
Family feud, Steve Harvey
Family fight, like Maury
I gotta elevate, can't be in section 8
I gotta get my pape, then departing
Went from a city bus now a Ferrari
Yea
Written by: Elijah Gladney
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