Zay Gr8r - Trauma (Remix) Lyrics

I know it's people in the sky that probably wish they was livin'
Same time it's people down here wishin' they could see heaven
You gotta live with what you got, and don't give up ya' position
Everyday we stay progressing, 'til we ball like the pistons
All the people that still hate me, we not on the same level
All my n****s livin' dirty, screamin' pass me the shovel
Elbow deep inside the trenches, we just fighting like rebels
I'm tryna' get in touch with God before I'm faced with the Devil
So Now my soul is dry, n**** I ran outta tears
My mama got a job, that she done been at for years
I wanna make a mill so we can move to the hills
And she can quit her jobs, and I can have me some kids

For now I'm on my grind
This shit been taking some time
I do it for my mom
And now my dad in the sky
So I'm in overtime
We 'bout to blow like a bomb
Can't wait for summertime
That's when I'm coming alive
F*ck it I'm going now
And you ain't holdin' me down
I got the power now
And my skin is still brown
Cuz n****s winnin' now
I gotta eat before the grave
I hate my nine to fives
I'm doing labor to get paid
I gotta get away
It's too much music to get made
They hating anyway
I got paper I gotta make
These bitches loving me
I tell them I don't need that shit
They wanna f*ck with me
Because they see I'm in the mix
Oh you my homie now?
No I ain't falling for that shit
You wanna come around?
Where was you at when I was sick?
Was having hunger pains
Cuz' I ain't eat if all my dogs was starving
We just sat up on the couch, laughing, watching Martin

All of the pain, it don't erase all the smiles
We grinding hard as ever, now my brother got a child
I'm an uncle at 19
This shit is like a dream
When he told me bust in her, I swear I almost screamed

It's crazy what life'll do
Leave you in the hood, Then throw some bullets at you
Family all broke, so f*ck it I'm leaving school
Take your damn father and almost ya' mother too
Man what the f*ck
I was thinking 'bout givin' up
With everything against me, I said f*ck you to some luck
So now for dad I gotta get a Caddi truck
Listening to Fah, that n**** grind like he was Puff
N****s lose they mind in the streets for some dust
This meal could be my last, so I eat, even crust
Talking down to me, little guy you ain't buff
Know I'm a little skinny, but these hands weigh enough
You the type to jump, tell you this you ain't tough
No I don't need no gun, just boom uppercut
So listen to me now, lil bitch, I'm the one
No ifs, no ands, no buts, I'm done

My era just begun
Turning n****s to my sons
Burning hotter than the sun