Larry Citgo - P.T.S.D

PTSD
Smoking weed
We couldn't sleep
Facing reality
And still fight in our dreams
We was in the streets
Haunted by our memories
Need some one to speak to
But I ain't speaking to no shrink

PTSD
Smoking weed
We couldn't sleep
Facing reality
And still fight in our dreams
We was in the streets
Haunted by our memories
Need some one to speak to
But I ain't speaking to no shrink

Excuse me your honor
I had post trauma
I seen shootouts wit own eyes
Seen niggas go under
Ain't no rainbow after the rain
It's always thunder
And we was from the gutta
Gotta keep a gun up
Gotta keep a bag
Gotta do for my mother
Do it for myself
Cause I face these problems
Cop me an eighth
Go back to the place
And then I face these problems
What don't kill you make yuh stronger
Hope I live longer
To out fight horrors
Have a son or daughter
Show em better
Keep them in order
Keep their head up
Keep them moving forward
They ain't gotta stress what I was stressing over
And they my blessing
So I got blessings for em
And they my lesson
So I got lessons for him , aye
Unlike me, I had nobody to run to
Come to me
You got somebody to come to
Somebody to support you
Show you the blue print
How to do this
And everything gonna work through
Dreams can come true
I was fighting demons
But nobody gonna hurt you
Drugs won't help you
To tell you the truth dude
Only you can help you
Only you can help you

PTSD
Smoking weed
We couldn't sleep
Facing reality
And still fight in our dreams
We was in the streets
Haunted by our memories
Need some one to speak to
But I ain't speaking to no shrink

PTSD
Smoking weed
We couldn't sleep
Facing reality
And still fight in our dreams
We was in the streets
Haunted by our memories
Need some one to speak to
But I ain't speaking to no shrink

Written by:
LAWRENCE BINGER

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