Luyện nghe bài hát Ptsd

What we do to get it right?
Lately all we seem to do is
I had a dream 'bout you last night
Driving, I seen you at the light


I don't know,

Still wartorn and
Forgot to remember anything next morning from off them
Twenty bullets hit the car, all of 'em meant for
Got to pay rent tomorrow, car too to disregard
I miss my squad, at war myself, pissed with God
Now I'm feeling these changes, slowly turning to this old head, man fuck
Just an eighties with some old bread
We used to just not to go fed
Where would I be if I ain't, man Roy Gold, homie hold your head
I been riding 'round lurking, I ain't go to bed
Used to just ride around out an Oldsmobile
Never in a million years thought I outgrow the Ville
I still sell out my liil shows just so you know it's real
Grind hard, received this as an opus, call it finally
You ever really in a shootout and you was tryna reload?
Fuck, cry one tear, no
Two Glocks and they twins, call 'em and Puckett
Tryna get it right and make it right, I it right
Probably one of the reasons I can't at night
Tired of holding back
checked my watch, it's time to let go of my fears
Where I'm going, I have no
My whole career, I'm just thuggin', but I made the most of it,
I'm just hustlin' but I made some love me
So fuck it, here goes nothing, now it's
Went from to something
Way too private for my life to be so public and
I ain't gon' lie here, lately I thinking kind of destructive
Angry how I became allowed 'cause I got judgement than that
That signed, why I ain't fuckin' with that
My hit me every hour like why I ain't loving her back?
Mama even told me boy you shouldn't ever her
She you like I love you and you ain't gon' see it 'til she leave

What we gotta do to get it
Lately all we to do is fight
I just had a 'bout you last night
Driving, I seen you at the light, yeah

nigga, big dreams
Since long braids and tall
Whether I had a bit or a lot, it was all me
Thought like a boss even though taught me
Often a smaller piece just to make sure we all eat
Loyalty mean more to me than a
Grind hard, and there's more to me than rap tunes
it back to the avenue
You have a clue
Go to sleep grindin', up hustlin'
that's how we had to do
Still flashbacks too, ridin' 'round strapped with the ***
Shoutout the shawty bought us all them bullets
get straight, I always thought so crooked

Eh,
My common sense sayin' I move along
no love at home
All my guns
Just threw away phone
Underground underdog, the hood took me under,