PTSD
Twindem
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Life is life bey And we still here I guess we blessed bey Life get rugged but I gotta keep my head up Shit, we been down but we ain't out I guess we blessed, huh? They say the way I rock a crowd I might be next up If I don't put this mic down How they gon' catch up? I ain't no killer but behind my blood it's pressure Riding for anyone I love would be my pleasure I still got PTSD, they got my friend took PTSD from the ones that ain't get up They hit my cousin, I said, never Attempted murder That mean the shooter was like Westbrook Better luck next time he's still alive I guess he blessed, huh? Prayed to the Most High Like, please God don't take a next one Gotta keep pushing Say Twin, why you always sudging, f*ck it Cause we done lost real niggas like it's nothing Why you think my woedai ride with drums Like he play percussion Bet he go rum pum pum pum If you ever try to touch him Broken wings Tried to tell my dawgs to fly straight They had to paint over the blood On Swiper's driveway Heard he was killed, I said No, can't be my ace No one go realer than my dawg That was my ape Cause I ain't care about no handout It might take us little longer Pops say, watch who I ride with Cause they might take me from my mama They give your friend the right offer They might try to off ya Ain't scared to kick nobody out my life I playin' soccer I love my mommy, me and Whitlean Kanye and Donda Cause I know she still gon' hold me if I lose my shottas They try to say don't hang with them But mommy, they my partners I love 'em though they graduated From the streets with honors Life get rugged But I gotta keep my head up Shit, we still above ground I guess we blessed, huh? Ain't nobody put us down I guess we blessed, huh? Know some of my friends ain't around We still blessed, huh? I guess we blessed Knowing that we done stressed For long but we up next I got wrongs I can't correct Still rev the car on the reverend Going nowhere fast praying for more direction It was hard learning these lessons Ducking electives Thinking I'll never get this Got a F, so F this Love my dogs though they reckless Mommy was restless Still loved us Though we ain't follow directives So, tell me what's real Reality or perspective? It's like if you don't post it The world won't ever respect it I stay connected With the ones who keep me protected Showing they effort With the little that they was blessed with Daddy invested So much money to see me shine I never expected They'd pay money to see me rhyme I thought it was senseless F*ck it, still wrote a line When people projected All their fears to make them mine This for them real ones Who'd pray that we get signed But still saw us as stars Though them stars never aligned My guys, who returned to the sky More time I know my nigga in heaven Right place, wrong time More time Life get rugged but I gotta keep my head up Shit, we been down but we ain't out I guess we blessed, huh? They say the way I rock a crowd I might be next up If I don't put this mic down How they gon' catch up? I ain't no killer but behind my blood it's pressure Riding for anyone I love would be my pleasure I still got PTSD, they got my friend took PTSD from the ones that ain't get up But through it all I guess we blessed, huh? I guess we blessed, huh?
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Written by: Aaron Chandler, Ashton Chandler
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