Tha X-Mann - PTSD

Niggas don't even check on me but ask for sum
X and kam in the booth now we going dumb
Most you niggas scums all that hate you send is really numb
This shit going dumb niggas rats wanting breadcrumbs
They can't take me out my element
Heard she fucked my niggas huh, that's not a shocking development
Made so many accomplishments sounds like a flex
Blood tears and sweat just to get a check
She said I don't put her first I call bullshit
There's she goes again posting lyrics without context
Why these nigga hate on me? I'm too ambitious
Niggas sneak dissing me, but won't say shit
Laugh reacting all my posts is still engaging
Better hide yo lil bitch I'm too dangerous
Need mantenice in her guts I'm rearranging
Nigga don't play with me, play in ya playpen
And I can speak facts but never statements
Slurricane on ya tongue make you taste it
Man she wanna have my baby man that's ludicrous
Ptsd she got that pussy that's so delicious
I pledge allegiance to the grind, I'm up early as hell tryna get mine
Put on my suit and tie like a spy
Freestyle hotter than July
What is even pressure if it's not applied
Said I fucked his Bm I can't confirm or deny
Ts got guns cocked like a cross eye
He just might shoot you if failure to comply
If I left you on delivered baby it's still a reply
Promise if you leave my life, I won't ask why
Keep my convos small like the minimize
Cause I got other tabs that's still running in my mind
Gotta keep my
Keep mind focused
Never loudest in the room, but always noticed
Life is so crazy I can't control it
But i gotta keep going I'm reloaded
Everywhere I go mane I get a praise
Might make a album without any delays
Serve you niggas rhymes like I put it on a tray
I may not have eyebrows but I get a raise

Written by:
Exavier Perry

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