Pistol - Traumatized (Remix) lyrics

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Pistol - Traumatized (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Pistol] I know I'll never get over that them n***as took Roe Shayla [?] I just learned how to cope with the tragedy [?] full flight from reality You know what they say every dog got his day Before I go I gotta make sure all my dogs straight Free BossKat and Scottie know them youngins gon' slide And they don't come and injure they come and take lives I've been in this sh** for nineteen years Shed blood sweat and tears so you don't feel how I feel I got n***as facing life they ain't goin' for the deal They just sit in that cell tryin' to get an appeal But in my hood I'm that n***a I opened a lot of doors Cleaned up a lot of n***a's sh** I did chores I didn't expect no hand outs or rewards I'm a real n***a so I did it for my boys [Verse 2: Allo] I don't think you really understand I don't think you really understand It really hurt me when they k**ed my n***a Roe I was right there when it happened man this sh** is not a joke In the sea I'm still afloat Don't let them drown me I can't go I know a lot of n***as be lying but what I'm spitting this sh** true I lost Shayla I was only fourteen I still think about her I wish it was just a dream I just be acting like sh** good Because I don't wanna show the pain Everything ain't all good, naw everything ain't all good I got some n***as I ain't never gon' see again, that's in the graveyard Got some n***as that's facing life, send them that mail card The sun don't shine where I'm from, naw hell naw The sun don't shine where I'm from, naw hell naw It get crazy I grew up in that jungle If n***as see you slippin' nine times out of ten you gon' fumble I'm getting money so now I can really do what I wanna Where I'm from if you ain't hustling then you ain't gettin money You can catch on the block if it's raining snow or sunny [?] poppin' pistols .40 cals on us stay on dummy Call up EBE you know Money Nero boy they coming AKA Lil Man Murda can't forget bro' nem stay on dummy Mention Scottie so the opps gon' always be a target And them n***as you see me with them n***as really my brothers Got at least ten years with them, blood couldn't make us closer And we ain't got no [?] purple hearts for my soldiers yeah I don't think you really understand I don't think you really understand, uh And everyday the feeling keep on getting worse I know how to get down on my knees and pray, I don't need a church Catch a opp, then we heat his face, leave him in the dirt n***as know they ain't never saved when I lost my n***as it really hurt Red flags in my eyes cuz I done lost all my n***as Keep my hand on that trigger so I won't die by that trigger And if I die by that trigger my hand was still on that trigger Can't go out like no s**er this .40 cal gon' start bussin' I can pull on any block and bet that nobody touch me Try to take something from me them Roe Block demos start rushing If you see me in public salute me or keep it moving But if you run up on me man I hope you know what you're doing n***as better think twice f**ing with me you be clueless No new n***as recruiting GMEBE be the movement If there's problems I can get a n***a gone but I'm cooling n***as taking pictures with guns whole time they don't use them