PTSD

I wrote some bars and i want you all to listen Sometimes we blame the Government while we stingy and corny You busy dey the top dey spend on bitches and be drippin Your gee dey the street dey suffer broke and he be crippin All gees with their NBA mood but we know we broke Ask for account balance you see balance my brother you go choke F*ck you and your currency we dey hustle you nor dey see One day we'll eat the take and we'll build our legacy F*ck!! I wrote the story bro to tell you how it ends To tell you how they fake and look for story to put for trend They start with coming close but bro please silent up your mind And stay in your lane hustle tight don't look for friends You know the story already i hit you as a reminder To tell you how the street they funny acting like a joker I give you the advise listen up like i'm your brother And when you see them faking keep hustling and don't get bothered Like the street is not caring like male gorillas in the jungle Brothers killing brothers with no rumors and they fear no tremble Always in your mood stay private and keep on the motivating Know your wins and know your loss leave them let them be under rating Be the best you can be pray to the lord and you see Your grace will go bigger wide and open fat like a sea Be the best you can be pray to the lord and you see Your grace will go bigger wide and open fat like a sea It's in human nature to make some bad choice It's in human nature to play a victim Everybody wants to be right who do we blame for the wrong that we feeling It's in human nature the hyprocritism It's in human nature all the flaws that we fix It's in human nature to break someone's heart It's human nature all the lies that we tell