Trauma

[Intro]
Ayy, Vlone, you cooked this shit, nigga (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Finna shoot a video, I might put your ho in it (Huah, put your ho)
You said, "Free my dawgs," but I can't, 'cause my bros in it ('Cause my bros)
I know you ain't real, that's what you say, 'cause you showing it ('Cause you show)
My lil' niece seen him die from fake [?], and so he blowing it
Okay, now I'm here mom, not a fan of Tupac, but I'm winning, it's signed, "Dear Ma'" (Dear Ma')
Don't be mad at life, you know us niggas here got real trauma (Real trau—)
Oh, just said you stressed out, 'cause you going through a little drama (Little dram—)
That's the shit that I don't get, you don't even know how pain feel (Pain feel)
She gone off them bars, she just told me that she can't feel (Can't feel)
I just checked my bro percs and found out they ain't real (Ain't real)
Told my dawg to spin, I just found that they ain't kill (Ain't kill)

[Verse]
Keep my G-lock tuck, I love my brothers, they gon' spin something (Spin something)
Bitch, I got a lot tools, you must think that I'm real dumb (Real dumb)
I just poured a four, and she like, "Boy, you must be real numb" (Real numb)
Knowing I ain't worried 'bout the opps, 'cause they time will come (Oh, yeah)
Knowing I ain't worried 'bout the opps, 'cause I'm gon' catch 'em (Oh, yeah)
One hand on my Glock, bitch, in the field, I'm Odell Beckham (OBJ)
Spray his knees, is we gon' slide? I damn near turned around a necked him (Necked him)
Told lil bro, "Don't take 'em down," but if you want, I'ma let her (I'ma let—)
If he tell you, "Give up all them Ps," you better give it up (Give it up)
If you don't even give it up, your life, you won't even live it up (Won't even live it up)
Nigga said, "It's on the floor," we gon' send it up (We gon' send it up)
And his lil' ho dropping down, and I'ma pick her up (I'ma pick her up)
Mhm, I'ma pick her up

[Chorus]
Finna shoot a video, I might put your ho in it (Huah, put your ho)
You said, "Free my dawgs," but I can't, 'cause my bros in it ('Cause my bros)
I know you ain't real, that's what you say, 'cause you showing it ('Cause you show)
My lil' niece seen him die from fake [?], and so he blowing it
Okay, now I'm here mom, not a fan of Tupac, but I'm winning, it's signed, "Dear Ma'" (Dear Ma')
Don't be mad at life, you know us niggas here got real trauma (Real trau—)
Oh, just said you stressed out, 'cause you going through a little drama (Little dram—)
That's the shit that I don't get, you don't even know how pain feel (Pain feel)
She gone off them bars, she just told me that she can't feel (Can't feel)
I just checked my bro percs and found out they ain't real (Ain't real)
Told my dawg to spin, I just found that they ain't kill (Ain't kill)