G Herbo - PTSD (S L O W E D + reverb)

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  • Опубліковано 18 січ 2025
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    G Herbo ft. Chance The Rapper,Juice Wrld,and Lil Uzi Vert
    G Herbo
    / gherbomusic
    / gherbo
    / nolimitherbo
    (DA got that... DA got that dope)
    I turn the news on when I smell death in the air
    I proved you wrong, I made it out of here
    I don't belong, I see my past everywhere
    Don't stand too close to me, eternal PTSD
    I got a war-zone inside of my head
    I made it on my own, they said I'd be in jail or dead
    I've seen my brothers fall over and over again
    Don't stand too close to me, I got PTSD
    I was hearing bangs like Chief Keef
    Always yelling names that's deceased
    I go off my mind and my instinct
    Shooting at the same time, we was in sync
    On the same thang, tryna repeat
    We was in them whips, right back on the enemies
    Stuffed on my last hit, I was in the middle seat
    Fuck it out the sun-roof, brodie got a quick release
    And we in a car real fast for police
    Shots fired back but his ass in the street
    When I bought a.40, showed Brittany and Tiffany
    Knowing if they call it ain't shit they can't get from me
    Lotta warfare, 17 had a.50 piece
    Flexed on niggas, so you know they wanna kill a g
    (Royalty)
    Posted in the hood with some Bentley keys
    (Loyalty)
    Roc died, showed 'em what it really mean
    I can't sleep 'cause it's a war-zone in my head
    My killas good, they know I'm hands-on with the bread
    A million dollars ahead, I'm still angry, seeing red
    How the fuck I'm 'posed to have fun, all my niggas dead
    I turn the news on when I smell death in the air
    I proved you wrong, I made it out of here
    I don't belong, I see my past everywhere
    Don't stand too close to me, eternal PTSD
    I got a war-zone inside of my head
    I made it on my own, they said I'd be in jail or dead
    I've seen my brothers fall over and over again
    Don't stand too close to me, I got PTSD
    Used to run home from the train stop
    Runnin so fast, dodgin' rain drops
    'Member got robbed at the park once
    'Member thinkin' that that bitch prolly ain't caught
    'Member I was with my mama one time
    Seen a nigga through the glass hit a nigga with a bank shot
    Point blank, head hanging off his tank top
    Walked off, we drove off, went to Gamestop
    Quiet ride there, picked up 'San Andreas'
    Certain things we ain't talk about, mama, we just prayed off
    We seen it all, don't get involved
    Carry the weight of the world like a shawl
    Conceal, don't reveal to the people in court
    I still can feel it, I know that the world is evil
    In case you thought a nigga forgot it
    When my homie was bleeding out
    Another homie went in his pockets
    Please do not run up on me, not even as fans
    Niggas get fanned down on the Dan Ryan
    I'm flyin', I'm scary as hell, I need me a Xan (Ah!)
    The days seem longer as life gets shorter
    We know sex, drugs, money, all in that order
    Ain't no structure, no peace, we've lost our order
    Leaving me with anxiety, fucking up my sobriety
    It's a war-zone layin' inside of my head
    I still think about all my niggas that's dead
    I'm too paranoid, yeah, I know you heard what I said
    I'm too paranoid, I made sure all my ops they bled
    Draining all my energy
    No, I cannot sleep, uh huh
    I'm affected by the streets
    No appetite, I can't eat
    I only see red when I see
    I think it's my PTSD
    I think it's my PTSD
    I think it's my PTSD, yeah
    I turn the news on when I smell death in the air

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