Trauma Child

[Intro]
𝘋𝘮𝘢𝘤 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯' 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬

{Chorus]
Trauma child, trauma child, trauma child
Even though I'm a grown up, I'm still my momma child
Where you was at? Boy weren't around
When we was in them trenches runnin wild
All the oops we gon' hunt em down
I ain't got shit to smile about, I don't wanna smile
How I made it out the struggle? Know they wonder how
Ain't bringing nothing to the table, he can't come around
Don't let me fuck her, nah, I ain't with the run around
We adapted to the streets like bitch that's all that we know
A lot niggas say they with me, but I don't see though
I'm with the peace but I'll set this bitch off like Cleo
I'm tryna survive, ain't tryna be a neighborhood hero

[Verse]
My auntie got cancer, she fighting for her life
I'm screaming 'fuck cancer", man, that shit ain't right
To see my niggas one more time, I'd go back that night
They said "Doa don't care 'bout nothing", yeah you got that right
If you want some, nigga shake some
I'm up now, was just rapping in the basement
When I'm in the studio the bullshit I get away from
Bitch I ain't playing with that pussy, I'mm tryna break some
They ain't think I do it, then they count me out, I knew it
A real one in the book, you can stamp it, you can glue it
Got the a opp turn to fans, like we [?]
Bitch you missed your [?] with me, hoe you blew it, you blew it
They judged me off my pass, they'll judge me off my pass
Can't let that shit be fuckin' with my pride
Can't you tell I want it back?
They callin' me the goat, you mad
Nigga I ain't even always in my bag
If you got outside broke, better bring something back
I was fucked up last year, but I came from under that
We got life, how you want, Cause ain't no coming back
Girl I be trippin' sometimes, I ain't mean none of that
Why I wake up everyday depressed?
[?], that's in my flesh
My time come, man just let me rest
Cause y'all ain't fuck with me like that
Y'all ain't fuck with me like that
They say you don't fuck with me no more
Nigga it be like that
Ain't no fear in me, got a money problem ain't no curing me
Same niggas hating me, they be cheering me
Bro, they ain't hearing me
Bro, they ain't hearing me

{Chorus]
Trauma child, trauma child, trauma child
Even though I'm a grown up, I'm still my momma child
Where you was at? Boy weren't around
When we was in them trenches runnin wild
All the oops we gon' hunt em down
I ain't got shti to smile about, I don't wanna smile
How I made it out the struggle? Know they wonder how
Ain't bringing nothing to the table, he can't come around
Don't let me fuck her, nah, I ain't with the run around
We adapted to the streets like bitch that's all that we know
A lot niggas say they with me, but I don't see though
I'm with the peace but I'll set this bitch off like Cleo
I'm tryna survive, ain't tryna be a neighborhood hero