You're gonna meet some new friends, or wanna die
Then you're gonna be depressed, that's fine
You may even fall in love, a few times
But they ain't gon' bring you back
Dealt with betrayal, made it through hell, I done prevailed
Trust a bitch, I barely trust my scale
Sent em through the mail,
Bought a hundred pounds on my cell
The only one to crack me out my shell
Tell me how you felt, plottin' on revenge in the mail
You supposed to be my peace, but you a bell
I ain't even held,
You died while you tried to get a mail
I'm broken up inside like a shell
Don't need no headaches,
I don't need no leeches
Ain't make the team, I watch from the bleach
I tell them no, they say I'm being greedy
When they was cookin', they ain't even feed me
I iced out my neck and tattooed all of my scars
Traumatized, cause all I see was blood up on the car
The baddest bitch I ever met, you just gon make me calm
Cause you done did me filthy just like I did everyone
We had our baby names, you was supposed to have my son
Keep a baby, Drake incase it goes down here tonight
Don't even need no light, the audemars made me shine
Feelin' down inside, can't even force myself to cry
In a Rolls Royce, 180 on the dash
I got chrome hearts hangin' off my ass
Won't even let me drop anymore it's gon' be bad
She think she fancy, she like seafood in the bed
Came out drippin' like a don, check my Rollie face
Shorty said she on her P's, I'ma f*ck her face
I've been gettin' all these bags, I've been gettin' paid
Put some money on your head, watch you fade away
I've tryna get some paper, nigga, f*ck the fame
Watch the haters switching sides, I don't feel the same
All I did was play my path, know we on a race
How I'm switching all these gears? I ain't had a name
Put some money on the fam, wipe they tears away
Shorty rode it like a bike, blew her brain away
I ain't tryna take a break like I'm Kevin Gates
I just made a hundred thou, on a Saturday
I don't get tired!
All my niggas paid, nigga, catch a fade
Run up all these bands, put it on they face
Went and bought a Ricki, told you I'm a boss
And I'm headin' to the top, I'll never fall
You were right
You tried
You were right
You tried
BlackExcellence - Traumatised (feat. Dtheflyest) Lyrics
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English
You're gonna meet some new friends, or wanna die
Then you're gonna be depressed, that's fine
You may even fall in love, a few times
But they ain't gon' bring you back
Dealt with betrayal, made it through hell, I done prevailed
Trust a bitch, I barely trust my scale
Sent em through the mail,
Bought a hundred pounds on my cell
The only one to crack me out my shell
Tell me how you felt, plottin' on revenge in the mail
You supposed to be my peace, but you a bell
I ain't even held,
You died while you tried to get a mail
I'm broken up inside like a shell
Don't need no headaches,
I don't need no leeches
Ain't make the team, I watch from the bleach
I tell them no, they say I'm being greedy
When they was cookin', they ain't even feed me
I iced out my neck and tattooed all of my scars
Traumatized, cause all I see was blood up on the car
The baddest bitch I ever met, you just gon make me calm
Cause you done did me filthy just like I did everyone
We had our baby names, you was supposed to have my son
Keep a baby, Drake incase it goes down here tonight
Don't even need no light, the audemars made me shine
Feelin' down inside, can't even force myself to cry
In a Rolls Royce, 180 on the dash
I got chrome hearts hangin' off my ass
Won't even let me drop anymore it's gon' be bad
She think she fancy, she like seafood in the bed
Came out drippin' like a don, check my Rollie face
Shorty said she on her P's, I'ma f*ck her face
I've been gettin' all these bags, I've been gettin' paid
Put some money on your head, watch you fade away
I've tryna get some paper, nigga, f*ck the fame
Watch the haters switching sides, I don't feel the same
All I did was play my path, know we on a race
How I'm switching all these gears? I ain't had a name
Put some money on the fam, wipe they tears away
Shorty rode it like a bike, blew her brain away
I ain't tryna take a break like I'm Kevin Gates
I just made a hundred thou, on a Saturday
I don't get tired!
All my niggas paid, nigga, catch a fade
Run up all these bands, put it on they face
Went and bought a Ricki, told you I'm a boss
And I'm headin' to the top, I'll never fall
You were right
You tried
You were right
You tried
Then you're gonna be depressed, that's fine
You may even fall in love, a few times
But they ain't gon' bring you back
Dealt with betrayal, made it through hell, I done prevailed
Trust a bitch, I barely trust my scale
Sent em through the mail,
Bought a hundred pounds on my cell
The only one to crack me out my shell
Tell me how you felt, plottin' on revenge in the mail
You supposed to be my peace, but you a bell
I ain't even held,
You died while you tried to get a mail
I'm broken up inside like a shell
Don't need no headaches,
I don't need no leeches
Ain't make the team, I watch from the bleach
I tell them no, they say I'm being greedy
When they was cookin', they ain't even feed me
I iced out my neck and tattooed all of my scars
Traumatized, cause all I see was blood up on the car
The baddest bitch I ever met, you just gon make me calm
Cause you done did me filthy just like I did everyone
We had our baby names, you was supposed to have my son
Keep a baby, Drake incase it goes down here tonight
Don't even need no light, the audemars made me shine
Feelin' down inside, can't even force myself to cry
In a Rolls Royce, 180 on the dash
I got chrome hearts hangin' off my ass
Won't even let me drop anymore it's gon' be bad
She think she fancy, she like seafood in the bed
Came out drippin' like a don, check my Rollie face
Shorty said she on her P's, I'ma f*ck her face
I've been gettin' all these bags, I've been gettin' paid
Put some money on your head, watch you fade away
I've tryna get some paper, nigga, f*ck the fame
Watch the haters switching sides, I don't feel the same
All I did was play my path, know we on a race
How I'm switching all these gears? I ain't had a name
Put some money on the fam, wipe they tears away
Shorty rode it like a bike, blew her brain away
I ain't tryna take a break like I'm Kevin Gates
I just made a hundred thou, on a Saturday
I don't get tired!
All my niggas paid, nigga, catch a fade
Run up all these bands, put it on they face
Went and bought a Ricki, told you I'm a boss
And I'm headin' to the top, I'll never fall
You were right
You tried
You were right
You tried
Writer: Dalen Rosa, Genesis Arikoro
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: BlackExcellence
Language: English
Length: 2:29
Written by: Dalen Rosa, Genesis Arikoro