Lyrics
Trauma, trauma, keep it from my daughter, yeah
Trauma, trauma, got it from my mother, yeah
Trauma, trauma, got it from my father, too
Trauma, trauma, sometimes don't know what to do
Do anybody know? Can anyone relate?
This shit gon' stress me out, I'm tryna integrate
I ain't see no way I had to make a way
Give it my best shot until I fade away
Huh, I wanna hit the club and shit
I want a hit on some loving shit
I wanna write all my songs for you, and sign to you my publishing
Ain't tryna be on no bluffin' shit, up with it, then stuck with it
By my side, like cutlery, trauma, I been holding it
Even in a dip, I couldn't sell, and you make note of it
Note of it, yeah
Time piece for the impulse, and they like, hold up with it
If I ain't put that shit on, well, then you know I'm tripping, yeah
From way, way back then
I'm back for back ends, my best attempt, Lamar Jackson
Running and passing, opportunity felt trapped in
Life of a Black man, Six was really lacking
WrestleMania, I'm feeling tapped in
Generational, they tried to wrap me in
So fatigued, the red blood cells couldn't pack me in
Demons heckled from the stands, bet you'll never laugh again
Gotta switch for 'em, six feet was never enough
A shallow grave, that's a blessing in a ditch form
I'm digging to the core where you never explored
Letting them boil, the medicine boy
But wouldn't take my own regimen
I'm 'bout to spin the block and get it right, hope God let me in
If He willing, I got seeds I gotta do for
That's one girl and one boy, or two girls like 2 for
Said if He willing, I got seeds, I gotta do for
That's one girl and one boy, or two girls like 44
Trauma, trauma, keep it from my daughter, yeah
Trauma, trauma, got it from my mother, yeah
Trauma, trauma, got it from my father, too
Trauma, trauma, sometimes don't know what to do
Do anybody know? Can anyone relate?
This shit gon' stress me out, I'm tryna integrate
I ain't see no way I had to make a way
Make a way, give it my best shot until I fade away
Trauma, trauma, got it from my mother, yeah
Trauma, trauma, got it from my father, too
Trauma, trauma, sometimes don't know what to do
Do anybody know? Can anyone relate?
This shit gon' stress me out, I'm tryna integrate
I ain't see no way I had to make a way
Give it my best shot until I fade away
Huh, I wanna hit the club and shit
I want a hit on some loving shit
I wanna write all my songs for you, and sign to you my publishing
Ain't tryna be on no bluffin' shit, up with it, then stuck with it
By my side, like cutlery, trauma, I been holding it
Even in a dip, I couldn't sell, and you make note of it
Note of it, yeah
Time piece for the impulse, and they like, hold up with it
If I ain't put that shit on, well, then you know I'm tripping, yeah
From way, way back then
I'm back for back ends, my best attempt, Lamar Jackson
Running and passing, opportunity felt trapped in
Life of a Black man, Six was really lacking
WrestleMania, I'm feeling tapped in
Generational, they tried to wrap me in
So fatigued, the red blood cells couldn't pack me in
Demons heckled from the stands, bet you'll never laugh again
Gotta switch for 'em, six feet was never enough
A shallow grave, that's a blessing in a ditch form
I'm digging to the core where you never explored
Letting them boil, the medicine boy
But wouldn't take my own regimen
I'm 'bout to spin the block and get it right, hope God let me in
If He willing, I got seeds I gotta do for
That's one girl and one boy, or two girls like 2 for
Said if He willing, I got seeds, I gotta do for
That's one girl and one boy, or two girls like 44
Trauma, trauma, keep it from my daughter, yeah
Trauma, trauma, got it from my mother, yeah
Trauma, trauma, got it from my father, too
Trauma, trauma, sometimes don't know what to do
Do anybody know? Can anyone relate?
This shit gon' stress me out, I'm tryna integrate
I ain't see no way I had to make a way
Make a way, give it my best shot until I fade away