PTSD

I hate watching my momma cry That shit cut so deep I feel numb inside Look up to the sky, I'm asking God why PTSD sometimes I feel traumatized In the trenches llamas fly But I ain't touch a milli yet so I ain't tryna die I ain't no killer but for my money we make bloodshed I ain't no killer but for my money we pull murder homicides I love my fam but I feel like we grew distant Overtime I put my all into this music Cause I feel like the money could bring us all together I don't do no shit for fame I do it strictly for my cheddar Found out Swerver went to jail That shit ain't make the fam no better That shit ain't make the fam no better Found out Swerver went to jail We tryna get this shit together We tryna get this shit together I hate watching my momma cry That shit cut so deep I feel numb inside Look up to the sky, I'm asking God why PTSD sometimes I feel traumatized In the trenches llamas fly But I ain't touch a milli yet so I ain't tryna die I ain't no killer but for my money we make bloodshed I ain't no killer but for my money we pull murder homicides I love my fam but I feel like we grew distant Overtime I put my all into this music Cause I feel like the money could bring us all together