Ptsd

Lyrics

[Intro: Steve Drive] (Cage got that cold) Yeah [Chorus: Steve Drive & Rv] It's kinda different when you get it out the mud (Out the mud) Really from the trenches, we don't step without a gun (Gun) Puttin' all this pain on the mic for all the shit we've been through Niggas hate where I'm from, but I just hope you win too Play the game, lil' nigga, wash away them sins too The streets don't love you (The streets don't love you), mhm Mh-mm, the streets don't love you (RV) [Verse 1: Rv] Facts if I writ the rhyme (Facts) Trap, had to bill a line (Trap) Packs, I got rid of mine (Gone) Waps with the biggest bine (Go) They say it's beef, givin' straight teeth, no Invisalign (Chew) I'm just tryna make a mill', like it's dinner time (Milli') Mummy's on my back, she got a bone to pick (Tsk) Crime pays, can you really go legit? (Huh?) Yeah, you out here, but what got to show for it? (What?) Had the re-up in the back, I had to chauffeur it (Skrrt) Get rich or die tryin' tryna stand a test (Rich) Hundred mill's what I manifest (I pray) All them different sticks like we had a nest (Haha) I can never snitch, rather take back my ex (Never) [Chorus: Steve Drive & Rv] It's kinda different when you get it out the mud Really from the trenches, we don't step without a gun Puttin' all this pain on the mic for all the shit we've been through (Been through) Niggas hate where I'm from, but I just hope you win too (Win too) Play the game, lil' nigga, wash away them sins too The streets don't love you (The streets don't love you), mhm Mh-mm, the streets don't love you (Yo) [Verse 2: RV] One day, I wake up rich, but just not today (One day) I was weighin' 'em bigs in my shotter ways (True) Made the hotline bling, like the song by Drake (Bling) I just go there, I don't put the opp block on Waze You get me? Shells come long, like spaghetti Got it from the source, call him bolognese (Bolognese) In the field like a soccer game (Field) Till I got a case (Tsk), PTSD from the locks and chains [Bridge: Steve Drive] Yeah, PTSD from the locks and chains (Yeah, yeah) From the locks and chains [Chorus: Steve Drive] It's kinda different when you get it out the mud (Out the mud) Really from the trenches, we don't step without a gun (Gun) Puttin' all this pain on the mic for all the shit we've been through (Been through) Niggas hate where I'm from, but I just hope you win too (Win too) Play the game, lil' nigga, wash away them sins too The streets don't love you (The streets don't love you), mhm Mh-mm, the streets don't love you