P. T. S. D.

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Can't be in the backseat, I am the frontman
Like I am Saitama I got one punch man
Ask me if I'm proud to be a motherfuckin' minuteman
If I'm being honest rather be another middleman
I do not sell dope and I do not want to
If I get stuck in a box know I got to
I won't become another average motherfucker
Living off ramen noodles
Aye, never catch me in a cubicle
I'm adding fuel to the flame make it beautiful
Now tell me what you would do if you see the truth
Would you run out to the world or just let it brew
Lookin threw the glass
Yeah I'm mad at dude
Running from the past
Where you talkin' to?
Where you walkin' to?
Put his nose in the grass and his neck in a cast
Made it out the mud with some dope in my backpack
Gettin' off the grease from the grill its the gold plaque
Called the wrong shot man I hope it don't call back
Breakthrough, Mushroom, tryna make contact
Feelin' abstract, call me something like a maniac
My habitat had me feeling trapped but I can't react
I'm a diplomat I'm a peacemaker, check the facts
Turn 'em to a cheese grader, think his name was Colby Jack
Cash is ruling everything around me
Got the off-white and the color was cream
Cash will garuntee I get a degree
Cash will always end up lyin' to me
Cash will help me get a fix when I'm sick
I'm gon meet at the cul de sac Give me a twenty sack
Cash will help me forget all of my problems
I'll just buy some more shit just to make it to autumn
I got the sauce, I got the dressin'
I am a boss yeah you know I'm a blessin
PTSD and I'm always repressin'
Why all my shit always sound so depressin'
I get to stressin' don't know what's next and
Tryna get out of this feelin' of pressure
PTSD and I'm always repressin'
Why all my shit always sound so depressin'
I got the sauce, I got the dressin'
I am a boss yeah you know I'm a blessin
PTSD and I'm always repressin'
Why all my shit always sound so depressin'
I get to stressin' don't know what's next and
Tryna get out of this feelin' of pressure
PTSD and I'm always repressin'
Why all my shit always sound so depressin'
Put me on the map and I'll run a hundred laps
Tryna find the treasure they be askin where it at?
Don't care about no age gap but I stay strapped
With an eighth in my pocket and my hands on the dab
Comin' from the bottom never saw you where you at?
Care about the gossip it'll leave you in a casket
If I sound common then I know it's not a classic
Takin' from your wallet better know that bitch is platic
Aye, running around in a wraith
Tryna find a different day to decay
If i'm runnin' from the law
Know I made mistakes
Never will be tainted by fame
Aye, Always be feeling betrayed
Aye, I know I gotta escape
Tryna refrain myself from the pain
Feelin' afraid had me goin' insane
Take another minute to reflect
With your feet on a stool
And a neuce on your neck
I neglect any motherfucker tryna manifest
All the rules with intent just to make it good for him
I don't give a f*ck no more, tryna pay promos
Tryna put myself on the map so they find the gold
Bein' controlled by the system ain't in my vision
Imma make it out even if I hit collision
But my vision is blurry the pigeon could hurry
If I don't get my fix I think imma worry
I'm going off the script I'm droppin' out early
If I got the purp then my words will be slurry
Pick up the master sword if you are worthy
Power courage wisdom I made the journy
Made me a statement I'm standing here stirdy
I look like I'm thirty (Ahh)
I got the sauce, I got the dressin'
I am a boss yeah you know I'm a blessin
PTSD and I'm always repressin'
Why all my shit always sound so depressin'
I get to stressin' don't know what's next and
Tryna get out of this feelin' of pressure
PTSD and I'm always repressin'
Why all my shit always sound so depressin'
I got the sauce, I got the dressin'
I am a boss yeah you know I'm a blessin
PTSD and I'm always repressin'
Why all my shit always sound so depressin'
I get to stressin' don't know what's next and
Tryna get out of this feelin' of pressure
PTSD and I'm always repressin'
Why all my shit always sound so depressin'

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