Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Traumatized , by - Meek Mill. Release date: 25.10.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Traumatized |
| It really hurt me when they killed Shotty |
| I was locked down in my cell and I had to read about it |
| And when they killed Diddy, left him out in Philly |
| We was young and gettin' money, man we used to run the city |
| We was rockin' all them shows, f*ckin' all them hoes |
| And when they killed Darryl, Renee had to see him froze on the ground |
| Downtown, I can hear the sounds now |
| When she walked up to that casket seen her son and fell down |
| I drop tears for my n*ggas that ain’t here |
| And still think about you even though that it been years |
| Cause half the n*ggas that I grew up with is all dead |
| All this pain and all this stressin' I should have a bald head |
| Cause when my Aunt Rhonda died she looked Tock in his eyes |
| Saw death comin', when she seen it she just cried |
| Prolly part of the reason we drink and we get high |
| When I find the n*gga that killed my daddy know I’ma ride |
| Hope you hear me, I’ma kill you n*gga |
| To let you know that I don’t feel you n*gga |
| Yeah, you ripped my family apart and made my momma cry |
| So when I see you n*gga it’s gon' be a homicide |
| Cuz I was only a toddler, you left me traumatized |
| You made me man of the house and it was grindin' time |
| So I’ma let this flame hit you just to let this pain hit you |
| And for all them cloudy days I’ma let this rain hit you n*gga |
| I know |
| You ripped my family apart and made my momma cry |
| So when I see you n*gga it’s gon' be a homicide |
| I know |
| So I’ma let this flame hit you just to let this pain hit you |
| And for all them cloudy days I’ma let this rain hit you n*gga |
| And I ain’t ready |
| N*ggas wanna murder me I’m ridin' around heavy |
| I think they wanna wet me like New Orleans and the levees |
| But I got this mac elevy, these n*ggas'll never get me |
| Lord knows, I got alotta homies in the dirt |
| N*ggas sprayin' metal tryna take you off the earth |
| Really over nothin', tell me what it’s worth |
| Tryna take you out the game just to put you on a shirt |
| I Rose from the jungle like Derrick |
| Death to anybody that oppose my spirit |
| My future lookin' brighter than this Rolls I’m starin' at |
| We be runnin' trains on the hoes y’all cherish |
| Rest in peace to my n*ggas, I swear I miss them to death |
| My hammers sing murda music, I’ll let you listen to death |
| I’ll have you walk with the reaper when hollows rip through your chest |
| Cause if you throw 'em I throw back like Mitchell & Ness |
| I’m gone |
| I know |
| You ripped my family apart and made my momma cry |
| So when I see you n*gga it’s gon' be a homicide |
| I know |
| So I’ma let this flame hit you just to let this pain hit you |
| And for all them cloudy days I’ma let this rain hit you n*gga |
| Man my life so real |
| Last night I went to sleep and woke up with the chills |
| Started with a dollar, now I got a couple mil |
| And I make a hundred thousand every time a n*gga spill |
| Man I almost got murked in front of the same church |
| My dad got carried in, family got married in |
| That was in my older days, this is now, that was then |
| Had the block jumpin' for them dollars, Shawn Marion |
| Young n*gga gon' get my own that’s why I’m arrogant |
| Homie need the bail, for them bonds we’ll bury 'em |
| Lock 'em like a terrier, breakin' all barriers |
| Just to beat the trial we go miles like Darius |
| Cause cops tryna catch me, n*ggas tryna clap me |
| Haters runnin' at me, know they wanna get at me |
| And people got the nerve to ask why I don’t look happy |
| I did it for my n*ggas, and I did this sh*t for Kathy |
| I know |
| You ripped my family apart and made my momma cry |
| So when I see you n*gga it’s gon' be a homicide |
| I know |
| So I’ma let this flame hit you just to let this pain hit you |
| And for all them cloudy days I’ma let this rain hit you n*gga |