wiz khalifa - ptsd lyrics
want me to come back and i ain’t hardly leave
ptsd so i move cautiously
money up, don’t sleep, work constantly
they want me to stop but i’m in my bag unfortunately
i’m tryna find myself, the coochie tryna find me
if my dogs need me i’ll be there in a heartbeat
gotta watch myself ‘cause satan out he on the streets
at my door when i’m at my worse and i’m feeling weak
i gotta fight the temptation, knowing d+mn well it’s dangerous but i like the sensation
feeling bad today? it might feel better with the right medication
i should try meditation or call up someone with the same problеm have a nice conversation
want mе to come back and i ain’t hardly leave
ptsd so i move cautiously
money up, don’t sleep, work constantly
they want me to stop but i’m in my bag unfortunately
i got the key to the streets
they don’t want me in the game because my hands be winning so read em and weep
i can turn nothing to hundred mill just have erin bring up the beat
might go to eleven and blow twenty thousand like f+ck it don’t need a receipt
i tell her don’t ask me if i like her outfit because im gonna keep it a g
man this sh+t easy and breezy
i’m with the freak of the week
she doing snow think she jeezy
i got celine on my feet
it feel like the game is on easy
she know it ain’t a thing i don’t reach
f+cked me and became an elite
want me to come back and i ain’t hardly leave
ptsd so i move cautiously
money up, don’t sleep, work constantly
they want me to stop but i’m in my bag unfortunately
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