Luyện nghe bài hát Ptsd

What we do to get it right?
Lately all we seem to do is
I just had a dream 'bout you 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 for Star
Got to pay rent tomorrow, car too to disregard
I miss my squad, at war with myself, pissed God
Now I'm feeling these changes, slowly turning to this old head, man fuck
Just an eighties baby some old bread
We used to pray not to go fed
Where would I be if I ain't, man Roy Gold, homie hold your head
I just been riding lurking, I ain't go to bed
Used to just ride serving out an Oldsmobile
Never in a million years thought I would outgrow the
I still would sell out my liil shows just so you know real
Grind hard, received this as an opus, it finally focused
You ever really been in a shootout and you was tryna
Fuck, cry one tear, no
Two Glocks and they twins, 'em Kirby and Puckett
Tryna get it right and make it right, I keep it
Probably one of the I can't sleep at night
Tired of holding back
Just checked my watch, time to let go of my fears
I'm going, I have no idea
My career, I'm just thuggin', but I made the most of it, yeah
I'm hustlin' but I made some folks love me
So it, here goes nothing, now it's something
Went from nothing to
Way too private for my life to be so public and
I ain't lie here, lately I been thinking kind of destructive
Angry how I became 'cause I got better judgement than that
That signed, why I ain't fuckin' with that
My bitch hit me hour like why I ain't loving her back?
Mama told me boy you shouldn't ever mistreat her
She love you like I love you and you ain't gon' see it 'til she

we gotta do to get it right?
Lately all we to do is fight
I just had a dream 'bout you last
Driving, thought I seen you at the light,

Skinny nigga, big
Since long and tall tees
I had a little bit or a lot, it was all me
Thought like a boss though nobody taught me
Often took a smaller piece just to sure we all eat
Loyalty more to me than a tattoo
Grind hard, and there's more to me than these rap
it back to the avenue
You don't have a
Go to grindin', wake up hustlin'
that's how we had to do
Still have too, ridin' 'round strapped with the ***
the shawty that bought us all them bullets
Tryna get straight, I always so crooked

Eh,
My common sense I should move along
Ain't no love at
All my guns
Just away another phone
Underground underdog, the hood took me under,