[LYRICS]

Hop up in a whip and then I pop a pill and sip

Homie If they all forget I won’t even when off a spliff

Imma take another rip and then the Benzo start to hit

Then I really start to think of “what the fuck got me to this”

Tryna get right for my woman but im hit up by a bitch

Tryna get right for my people but im on another trip

Homie They say that we fucked up there’s weapons in the whip

Homie They could never trust me because thats just the way I live

Didnt mean offense, 7.62 up thru he fence,

Can’t see thru the tints

And know my AR got the tits

Lil bitch, if you run up,

Bleed like cuts up on my wrist

Got the Cutlery and 223s

and weed up in the mix

Im a paranoid schizophrenic

But I never miss

Family Mexican We from where they where ceded in

Granda was A saint

I wanna live like how she lived

Now they seeing how im acting

They ain’t proud of me a bit

I can’t even blame em boy my bio dad a bitch

I remind em of him when im rapping while Im pissed

This PTSD got me holding on a stick

CPTSD cuz bitch im paranoid as shit

If he run up on me he could get hit in the rib

Jason on my chain because im insane as I get

Just my 2 cents you don’t wanna make a pitch

When im on beat, that shit IS harder than yo fit

Trauma Bond bitch cuz she fucking up my brain

Trauma bond woman I don’t know im getting played

Trauma bond rappers they can’t see that im in pain

Bonding cuz we traumatized and shit they in my way

Cuts do not mean shit when you can see it in my face

I initiate everything that I say I hate

Everything I wanted is just finna make me break

Homie ima do this music shit until I go insane

Fuck im finna trip

I Pray to satan when I trip

Imma Take him on a trip

And then I panic fucking Tripp

Homie I been up all day and night

In places I don’t miss

Getting smoked up in a basement

They don’t know im in

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