Traumatized lyrics

[Intro: Dave East & DJ Holiday]
(This a Leekeleek banger)
Let's apply pressure, Dave
Tomorrow ain't promised
Holiday season
It's Karma 2, n*gga, ain't no going back
I lost Malik at twenty-nine, Mugga at twenty-two
From Harlem to Atlanta, f*ck you talking 'bout?
Just happy to be here
Killed Freaky, I was traumatized
Still that n*gga in my mama eyes (Oh, they gon' feel this sh*t)
Tryna see a n*gga mama cry
Matter when your homies is dying (Oh, they gon' feel this sh*t)
I ain't tryna be a homicide
Tryna see a n*gga mama (I don't trust a soul)
Tryna see a n*gga mama cry (Let's go)

[Chorus: Dave East]
They killed Freaky, I was traumatized (Woah)
Still that n*gga in my mama eyes (Still)
Tryna see a n*gga mama cry
I ain't tryna be a homicide (Nah)
I got a daughter, plus a little brother
And my mama that I gotta be here for
b*tch told me stop buying guns
n*ggas dyin', f*ck you think I need 'em for? (Wildin')
[Verse 1: Dave East]
Blue and white flashin' lights, I ain't goin' back, f*ck you think I'm speeding for? (Never)
I got homies I don't see at all (Nah), best friends I can't even call (Damn)
Bruh, I ain't laughin', ain't nothin' funny, if you talkin' money, sh*t, I need it all (All of it)
My youngin died and I need my dawg (Need him)
Devil on me, tryna keep him off (Woah)
Mood swings, I got mood swings (Uh)
Move wrong and this tool sing (Boom)
Shooter came up on a new thing
I can't hold it with a shoestring
They put my youngin on the news
Looking for a Xan', I got the blues
We was into robbing n*ggas
Loc take him out his coat, I got his shoes
I go to prison, I ain't coming home
We on a mission, n*ggas runnin' home (Runnin')
My youngin airin' sh*t for free
He ain't want the money, stashed a couple hundred for him (Boom)
He'll do it for a Rollie, take him to my jeweler, know that I'ma flood it for him (Ice)
My vision blurry, I just hope that I get to see thirty, I pray for another morning (Ayy)
Wake up with your b*tch, she got nothin' on
I still wanna kill Freaky killer (Word)
I'm in my feelings, I won't speak to n*ggas
My homies dyin', I'ma need a minute (Chill)
Broad daylight, if I ever run into 'em, I won't even see the witness (Boom)
Bro died on a Sunday, I'm high on a one way and I don't even see the speeding limit (Skrrt)
Pac probably had the same feelin'
Biggie probably had the same feelin' (I know)
A lot of sucker sh*t I ain't feelin' (Sucker)
I'm blowing sour out the Range ceilin' (Shh)
n*ggas really got me hot
Catch him in the drop, tryna leave his brains in it (Boom)
We never shaky and we ain't timid (Never)
Your mama lobby, I be waiting in it
[Chorus: Dave East & Kiing Shooter]
They killed Mugga, I was traumatized
Still that n*gga in my mama eyes (Mugga)
Tryna see a n*gga mama cry (Cry)
I ain't tryna be a homicide (Nah)
Got a daughter, plus a little brother
And my mama that I gotta be here for (I got to)
b*tch told me stop buying guns
n*ggas dyin', f*ck you think I need 'em for? (You wildin')
They killed Freaky, I was traumatized (Freaky)
Still that n*gga in my mama eyes (Still)
Tryna see a n*gga mama cry (Cry)
I ain't tryna be a homicide (Nah)
Got a daughter, plus a little brother
And my mama that I gotta be here for (I got to, let's get it)
Hot pistol on my side, warmin' up the ride, feelin' like the heater on

[Verse 2: Kiing Shooter]
They killed Ruger, b*tch, it's time to slide (We out)
All my n*ggas know it's homicide (Let's go)
Catch him lacking and he gotta die (Brrt, boom)
No sending n*ggas to apologize (f*ck 'em)
I don't care if we was cool or we went to school, n*gga, you an opp too (f*ck 'em)
Catchin' n*ggas by theyself, or they with they fam, f*ck it, they get shot too (Grrt, boom)
n*ggas know how I rock, n*gga (They do)
Thirty shots in this Glock, n*gga (Uh-huh)
I ain't scared to bend blocks, n*gga (I'm not)
Send shots while the cops with 'em (Let's get it)
I been hot my whole life, dodgin' blue and whites 'cause I don't box n*ggas (f*ck it)
n*ggas talkin' like they tough 'til I pulled up and n*ggas called the cops on me (You pus*y)
Either you scared or pussies (You are)
But n*ggas know I ain't no rookie (Uh-huh)
I been in the field since they called me Chill, and n*gga, that's word to Tookie (Let's get it)
Beat cases, I been on my bully (I did)
I'm strapped, I stay with the fully (I am)
On edge, I dare you to push me
He scared, we know that they pussies (Yeah)
They killed Hardy, b*tch, it's time to slide (What?)
All my n*ggas know it's homicide (We out)
Catch him lacking and he gotta die (Let's get it)
No sending n*ggas to apologize (Grrt, boom)
I don't care if we was cool or we went to school, n*gga, you an opp too (f*ck 'em)
Catchin' n*ggas by theyself, or they with they fam, f*ck it, they get shot too (Grrt, boom)
[Chorus: Dave East]
They killed Mugga, I was traumatized
Still that n*gga in my mama eyes (Mugga)
Tryna see a n*gga mama cry (Cry)
I ain't tryna be a homicide (Nah)
Got a daughter, plus a little brother
And my mama that I gotta be here for (I got to)
b*tch told me stop buying guns
n*ggas dyin', f*ck you think I need 'em for? (You wildin')
They killed Freaky, I was traumatized (Freaky)
Still that n*gga in my mama eyes (Still)
Tryna see a n*gga mama cry (Cry)
I ain't tryna be a homicide (Nah)
Got a daughter, plus a little brother
And my mama that I gotta be here for (I got to)
Hot pistol on my side, warmin' up the ride, feelin' like the heater on (Boom)

[Outro: Dave East]
Warmin' up the ride, feelin' like the heater on
Warmin' up the ride, feelin' like the heater on
Warmin' up the ride, feelin' like the heater on
Warmin' up the ride, feelin' like the heater on
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