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Stoner Pimpson - Ptsd Lyrics



Stoner Pimpson - Ptsd Lyrics




Do this for my mama
And my pops
And my niggas member posting on the block with my thang
I can't fold and they won't change
Put yo fingers to the ceiling if you Gang
I know everybody can't relate to me
Told god I want money and it came to me
No girl above one they all the same to me
I can't trust new niggas cuz they strange to me
Thinking bout my past it's Bringing pain to me
Thinking bout the things That I can't change, I just want change
But the people that I'm under bringing chains to me
She changed on me
When I needed you you acted strange on me

I can't forget it
All the shit that I been through still see the image
Why I smoke a lot of weed think I'm addicted
Yeah I admit it
I been sinning when I shouldn't I still ain't prayed for forgiveness
But whose to blame when they don't help
Love my self more it don't mean that I'm selfish
I'm unhealthy, way I eat, but I still ain't broke bitch I'm wealthy
Smoking dope, I know they can smell me
Member Blake died I still can't believe it
I was young but I know big bro was at yo funeral weeded
Ion blame em, cuz whose to blame when ain't nobody helping and he needed
I do this by myself they don't believe it

On my mama
Do this for my pops
And my niggas member posting on the block with my thang
I can't fold and they won't change
Put yo fingers to the ceiling if you Gang
I know everybody can't relate to me
Told god I want money and it came to me, it came to me
No girl above one they all the same to me, the dame
I can't trust new niggas cuz they strange to me, they strange to me aye

Thinking bout my past it's Bringing pain to me
Thinking bout the things That I can't change, I just want change
But the people that I'm under bringing pain to me
She changed on me
PTSD I know it been changing me
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Do this for my mama
And my pops
And my niggas member posting on the block with my thang
I can't fold and they won't change
Put yo fingers to the ceiling if you Gang
I know everybody can't relate to me
Told god I want money and it came to me
No girl above one they all the same to me
I can't trust new niggas cuz they strange to me
Thinking bout my past it's Bringing pain to me
Thinking bout the things That I can't change, I just want change
But the people that I'm under bringing chains to me
She changed on me
When I needed you you acted strange on me

I can't forget it
All the shit that I been through still see the image
Why I smoke a lot of weed think I'm addicted
Yeah I admit it
I been sinning when I shouldn't I still ain't prayed for forgiveness
But whose to blame when they don't help
Love my self more it don't mean that I'm selfish
I'm unhealthy, way I eat, but I still ain't broke bitch I'm wealthy
Smoking dope, I know they can smell me
Member Blake died I still can't believe it
I was young but I know big bro was at yo funeral weeded
Ion blame em, cuz whose to blame when ain't nobody helping and he needed
I do this by myself they don't believe it

On my mama
Do this for my pops
And my niggas member posting on the block with my thang
I can't fold and they won't change
Put yo fingers to the ceiling if you Gang
I know everybody can't relate to me
Told god I want money and it came to me, it came to me
No girl above one they all the same to me, the dame
I can't trust new niggas cuz they strange to me, they strange to me aye

Thinking bout my past it's Bringing pain to me
Thinking bout the things That I can't change, I just want change
But the people that I'm under bringing pain to me
She changed on me
PTSD I know it been changing me
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Writer: Jordan Stewart
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Performed By: Stoner Pimpson
Length: 2:17
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