Traumatized Video (MV)

Work hard, shoot for the stars
Saint Laurent, made it far
Drivin' cars, get to mars
I remember whippin' in the kitchen, just to feed the fam
Now I'm rocking Gucci belts, I didn't snatch it out the hand
Never take no hand outs
Now I'm building up my own clout
I really should be with the coroner
When I was younger, choppers went to war
I remember ridin' round the city, broke as f*ck, to cop the hard (trap)
Everybody always told me, Lily J won't make it far
Nodded out behind the wheel, waking up behind bars (damn)
Never thought that I would have this money, yeah, I made it far
Wish I never lived the way I did, but I did (I did)
I was sleeping in that dumpster, yeah I never had shit (damn)
Somebody killed my brother, heard the news, I couldn't sit (huh?)
Ran right up to the crib, 30 clips and took his shit (dead)
Put that needle in my vein, everyday to numb the pain (damn)
So insane, goddamn ain't had a dollar to my name (nah)
All the shame, but no regrets
No I never give and take (nah)
All these rappers steady lying, I ain't f*cking with the fakes (fake)
Bullet wounds on my arm and my body filled with cuts (damn)
Ain't no love, learned my way, when I was playing with the drugs (trap)
Get the soft before I cook it, then hit it with the cut (trap)
No job, no home, yeah I made it out the mud (swear to God)
All my life I was put down (huh yeah)
Til I put a body in the ground (put a body in the ground)
Yeah I filled that bitch with 100 rounds (filled that bitch with hundred rounds)
After that ain't no one come around damn (yeah yeah yeah)
Can't believe I'm out the trenches (yuh)
I remember hoppin' fences
From the west side of the city, I was different and defenseless (four)
Now I'm rocking blue Giuseppe's, 35 around my neck (ice)
Can't believe that I can say I got this guap, that I can flex (ice)
Bitch I'm straight up out the gutter (aye I'm straight up out the gutter)
I ain't cuffin' on no lover (I ain't cuff no f*ckin' bitch, nah)
Bitch I'm straight up out the gutter (I'm straight up out the gutter)
Yeah I'm straight up out the gutter (aye I'm straight up out the gutter)
I'm traumatized (oh)
I'm traumatized (yeah)
I'm traumatized (oh)
I'm traumatized (yeah)
I'm traumatized (ha)
I'm traumatized (ha)
I'm traumatized (aye)
I'm traumatized (aye)
(Hold up) 50 bands (what)
I just want them bands (huh)
Designer brands (huh)
Put that on my fam (that's on my fam)
In the bando
I came out the bando (trap huh)
Baltimore, west side (huh west side)
That's the land though (yeah yeah)
Want them racks
AK walk, I'm blowing stacks (I'm blowin' stacks)
From the trap, flip a pack
Thats on my back (whoa that's on my back)
I just made 100 at the grind (was at the grind)
Pull up on me bitch you bringin' out the wild side (the wild side)
Finally made it
One day I'll be the greatest (I'm the greatest)
All you hatin'
No further debatin' (why you hate?)
I'm the latest
Gucci, Louie that's the basics (basic basic)
That's the basics yeah, I ain't no basic (yeah, nah)
I remember rockin' Sketchers and a beater (damn)
Kept gettin' my ass beat until I kept up with that heater (Glock)
Yeah i used to want that Beamer now I'm looking at the Bentley (damn)
Tryna rock at open mics up next I'll rap at Wembley (Wembley!)
Yeah I made it I finally made it (yeah I did)
I ain't never been one with the fakin (oh nah)
Yeah I made it, bitch I made it (I made it, yeah I made it)
You so fake, you not a snake so cut the hatin' (yeah damn)
I'm still rockin busted Converse just as a reminder (huh?)
Of the life I lived before, that the basement with the spiders (yeah)
From the cellar that's the gutter, cookin' dope over the lighter (damn)
Donald Trump you a bitch cut my welfare, ima fighter (you a bitch)
Hit them licks I ride with you
On my side I keep that pistol (I keep that pistol on my side)
All my life yeah I been wishful (I been wishful now I made it)
Bad as f*ck and bitch it blissful (yeah we good, damn)
Damn I used to be addicted to the dope high (dope high)
White rabbits, Audi coupes in the summer time (in the summer time)
Man i used to look up and I saw the star shine (shine shine)
4 years later now I'm shining, I'm up in the sky (yeah I'm in the sky)
I'm traumatized (aye)
I'm traumatized (huh)
I'm traumatized (yeah)
I'm traumatized (huh)
I'm traumatized (oh)
I'm traumatized
I'm traumatized
I'm traumatized
I'm traumatized
I'm stuck in my mind (stuck)
Remember homicide (dead)
Are you down to ride (huh)
Nothing's alright (yeah)
Kept that fake smile (huh)
But I wanna die (huh)
But I can't this time (I can't)
I'm traumatized
I'm traumatized (damn)
I'm traumatized
I'm traumatized (so traumatized)
I'm traumatized (traumatized)
I'm traumatized (yeah yeah)
I'm traumatized (yeah yeah)
I'm traumatized (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Work hard, shoot for the stars (yeah, damn)
Saint Laurent, made it far (ice)
Drivin' cars, get to mars (yeah)
I remember whippin' in the kitchen, just to feed the fam (trap)
Now I'm rocking Gucci belts, I didn't snatch it out the hand (ice)
Never take no hand outs (nah never take em)
Now I'm building up my own clout (I'm building up ny own clout)
I really should be with the coroner (bitch I'm still alive oh)
When I was younger, choppers went to war (went to war yeah yeah oh)