Singer: Meek Mill
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Song: Trauma
Meek Mill - Trauma Lyrics (LRC Advanced) (04:16-256-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:12.30]Used to be a dreamer
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[00:17.90]Dreamin' of a fire
[00:20.60]Uh, my mama used to pray that she'd see me in Yale
[00:24.40]It's fucked up she gotta see me in jail
[00:26.40]On the visit with Lil Papi, it hurt even though I seemed to be well
[00:29.70]They got a smoker with a key to my cell, damn
[00:32.40]And even worst, my judge black don't wanna see me do well
[00:35.10]It's either that or black people for sale
[00:37.20]Gave me two to four years like, "Fuck your life, meet me in hell"
[00:40.50]And let it burn like Lucifer, you look even stupider
[00:43.40]Tryna impress them people in power when power abusin' us
[00:46.30]For 44 dollars a hour, you coward they using ya
[00:49.00]Is it self-hate that made you send me upstate?
[00:50.90]This where the so-called "real niggas" sweeping up for cupcakes
[00:53.50]And that's your phone time, if you ain't got no money, you ain't online
[00:56.60]Hey call your son, call your daughter just to wish them more prime
[00:59.40]Oh God, don't let them streets get a hold of 'em
[01:02.10]Your daughter fuckin' now, it's gon be a cold summer
[01:04.60]Your son trapping, and your homie giving O's to him
[01:07.40]And if he fuck that paper up, he puttin' holes through him
[01:10.10]And you just wanna make it home, so you can show it to him
[01:12.70]And them people ain't finna give no parole to ya
[01:15.50]They want blood, we all hangin' with a noose on our neck
[01:18.10]My celly mom just died, he wanna use my collect
[01:20.90]And he won't make it to the wake unless he give 'em a check
[01:23.60]We still niggas though, what you expect?
[01:26.20]I just won
[01:27.40]I was on the corner with the reefa
[01:29.70]And they got us warring for our freedom
[01:32.40]See my brother blood on the pavement
[01:35.10]How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil?
[01:38.00]Uhh, trauma
[01:40.40]When them drugs got a hold of your mama
[01:43.20]And the judge got a hold on your father
[01:46.00]Go to school, bullet holes in the locker
[01:48.30]Ain't no PTSDs, them drugs keep it at ease
[01:50.60]They shot that boy 20 times when they could've told him just freeze
[01:53.40]Could've put him in a cop car, but they let him just bleed
[01:56.10]The ambulance, they coming baby, just breathe
[01:59.00]That's what the old lady said when she screamed
[02:01.60]This nightmare on Elm Street, Friday the 13th
[02:04.20]And in the 13th amendment, it don't say that we kings
[02:06.90]They say that we legally slaves if we go to the bing
[02:09.60]They told Kaep' stand up if you wanna play for a team
[02:12.20]And all his teammates ain't saying a thing (Stay woke)
[02:15.00]If you don't stand for nothing, you gon' fall for something
[02:17.70]And in the 60's, if you kneeled, you'd prolly be killed
[02:20.40]But they don't kill you now, they just take you out of your deal
[02:23.00]Kill your account, look where money get spilled
[02:25.10]Check it, and they don't kill you now, they just take you out of your deal
[02:28.40]Kill your account, look where money get spilled
[02:30.90]I just won
[02:32.30]I was on the corner with the reefa
[02:34.70]And they got us warring for our freedom
[02:37.40]See my brother blood on the pavement
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