Mud Trauma

(Reece, take 'em to church) (Hitmaka) Family and friends, please forgive me, I've been disconnected Been off the grid making sure what's due gets collected I put the diamonds in the rose gold tennis necklace These days it's the only way to get respected My momma had her struggles but she made a real nigga Just a bag of chips and a juice but it's still dinner Seeing niggas waste chicken, that's a real trigger Gotta put some money up for your kid's picture I say all this 'cause I got trust issues 10 missed calls don't mean I don't miss you Stay on my business 'cause I'm too stubborn to lose Just tryna give my son the tools not the tool Mud trauma Keeps me grounded when I'm PJ high Mud trauma Keeps me lonely 'cause I'm so paranoid Makes it hard to open up to a bitch you like She might crack the back door, you never know, she might Pops told me use my hands, but these niggas don't fight And money gets you anything you like But what's love? What's love? I say all this 'cause I got trust issues 10 missed calls don't mean I don't miss you Stay on my business 'cause I'm too stubborn to lose Just tryna give my son the tools not the tool Mud trauma Keeps me grounded when I'm PJ high Mud trauma Keeps me lonely 'cause I'm so paranoid