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letra de traumatized - zae hayes

[chorus]:
i’m traumatized
look in my eyes
going blind
i saw my daddy die
maya came and broke my heart i still memorize
remember when i said i see you i get b-tterflies
i wonder why i question god

i’m traumatized
look in my eyes
going blind
i saw my daddy die
maya came and broke my heart i still memorize
remember when i said i see you i get b-tterflies
i wonder why i question god

[verse]:
i feel paralyzed
too many deaths to many lies
i can’t even cry gone lose my mind in due time
it’s a homicide
through the night i toss and turn on the other side
freddy kruger trying to get me but he terrified
devil whisper in my ear so i stay occupied
lord forgive me if i do it i apologize
matter in my own hands how i improvise
since a younging down to ride
i was clutching glocks
stuffing socks
n-gga running from the cops
fighting opps
one got popped
now i’m headed to the block
beat the pot
create a rock
can you smell what i’m cooking
i ain’t talking about the rock
smash it down and get it raw

s-l-e-e-p
choppa put his ass to sleep
creeping down yo street
mike gone knock him off for free
pay no fee cause twin busting if a n-gga f-ck with me
f-ck the oops take they b-tches we gone bust them in the sheets
i ain’t never been a p-ssy but you are what you eat
i’ma nasty mother f-cker she suck d-ck without her t–th
i’ma pull her tracks out
i know thomas mad at me
i be feeling like adele raising h-ll rolling deep

[chorus]:
i’m traumatized
look in my eyes
going blind
i saw my daddy die
maya came and broke my heart i still memorize
remember when i said i see you i get b-tterflies
i wonder why i question god
i’m traumatized
look in my eyes
going blind
i saw my daddy die
maya came and broke my heart i still memorize
remember when i said i see you i get b-tterflies
i wonder why i question god

[verse 3]:
drugs won’t ease the pain
f-ck the money and the fame
it’s so hard to maintain
my life will never be the same
double cups and mary jane
sippining syrup blowing strains
i be trying not to crash so i ride my own lane
trying to save my soul
hoping money make it go
living in the fast lane but i’m still dying slow
trapping never worked for me cause where i’m from they snorting coke
momma said stack the bread so i’m gone burn for the toast
i see bl–dy rubber bands so i don’t know where to go
red light yellow light green light won’t stop the show
wishing it would stay the same but this really how it go

- zae hayes

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