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scene smasher┃p110 - traumz lyrics

[intro]
t raw
manchester, m16
scene smasher part 2
lets go

[verse]
ain’t tryna blow off rap but if it happens it’s a blessing
for now i’m in the trap and it’s lookin’ h*lla messy
i came up on ellesse, now it’s dsquared on my denim’s
cali when i roll up, no amnesia or lemon
that chain on my neck, feein’ kinda heavy
all that weight on my chest, got me movin kinda heavy
them n*ggas know i’m ready, semi auto when i’m steppin
they know i don’t really do no talkin i’ll just empty
i;m well connected, plus i’m well respected
blocks like tetris, kilo scales that’s h*lla metrics
top smells like petrol and that bottoms diet like pepsi
where was you when i didn’t have that money for electric
i don’t get paid to ride this instrumental
tryna get paid, so i’m grindin in these rentals
papers the agenda, got me flossin like it’s dental
and i don’t give a f*ck about the rules, that’s why i bend em
my life’s real i ain’t pretending, prolifically offending
stackin all these 20’s, 12 bills on that fendi
make them n*ggas envy
they ain’t real, they’re just pretending
traumz i’m so relentless
guns are expensive but still i’ve got investments
make sure that i’m protected, i don’t cop before i test it
trapping got me restless, push weight like a bench press
yo i’ve got samples, i’ve got testers
my life’s real i can’t deny man
never been a sideman, always been a wiseman
9 that’s steady 5 grand, lookin’ like some dry sand
they want me on the wing, i ain’t tryna be no wideman
always been a striker, jail with the lifers
raised in the 90’s round some k!llers n’ some riders
drillers in some sliders, n*ggas move in silence
interview we silent, we ain’t ever been compliant
so much food on the table, it’s looking like i’m dining
put it on the bible, i ain’t lying
trap spot messy, lionel
flake in the rex bring back bone, spinal
chain on my neck, heavyweight like the title
middle finger to my rivals, and all them n*ggas that don’t wanna see me break the cycle
traumz i’m never idle, everyday i’m out ere’ grinding
got the best grub, that’s why it’s me the fiends are dialing
i just wanna see that money piling
i see my donny shining
up and down it’s tiring but i’ve gotta put that time in
they don’t know where i’ve been, all the times i’ve been in crisis
my freedoms priceless but still i work them night shifts
so much light it’s blinding
came straight out the pyrex, fiend nearly choked when she piped it
up and down, that’s mileage
travel like a pikey
on call when that line rings, so i’ve got no time for wifey
i’ve been on the block since a young yute, you know how many boxes i’ve run through?
them n*ggas rapping like they’re trapping, n*gga stop the gassing
i’m really at it, get them packs you know that top and nasty
i shot brandy, this ain’t no straight liquor
my stacks big but i’m tryna get it way bigger
straight sinners, still rollin with them same n*ggas
no change, remain the same till they dig my grave
we ain’t the same, i’m in a different lane
kitchen whippin flake, whip it like a flippin slave
so much food, no dinner plate
trust me i don’t kid and play
i grew up in a different age, i’m different from these kids today
everyday i’m out ere grafting
tryna get my stack, think i’m so hungry like i’m fasting
money in elastics, i ain’t ever done no banking
next year my donny’s landing, yo it’s gonna be a mad ting

- traumz lyrics

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