PTSD

D.A. got that
 D.A. got that dope
 I turn the news on when I smell death in the air
 I prove you wrong, I made it out of here
 I don't belong, I see my past everywhere
 Don't stand too close to me, eternal PTSD
 I got a war zone inside of my head
 I made it on my own, they said I'd be in jail or dead
 I've seen my brothers fall over and over again
 Don't stand too close to me, I got PTSD
 I was hearing bangs like Chief Keef
 Always yelling names that's deceased
 I go off my mind and my instinct (And my instinct)
 Shootin' at the same time, we was in sync
 On the same thing, tryna repeat
 We was in them whips, right back on the enemies
 Stuffed on my last hit, I was in the middle seat
 Fuck it out the sun roof, brodie got a quick release
 And we in a car real fast from police
 Shots fired back, but his ass in the street
 When I bought a forty, showed Brittany and Tiffany
 Knowing if they call, it ain't shit they can't get from me
 Lot of warfare, 17 had a 50 piece
 Flexed on niggas so you know they wanna kill a G
 (Royalty) Posted in the hood with some Bentley keys
 (Loyalty) Roc died, showed 'em what it really mean
 I can't sleep 'cause it's a war zone in my head
 My killers good, they know I'm hands on with the bread
 A million dollars ahead, I'm still angry and seeing red
 How the fuck I'm 'posed to have fun? All my niggas dead
 I turn the news on when I smell death in the air
 I prove you wrong, I made it out of here
 I don't belong, I see my past everywhere
 Don't stand too close to me, eternal PTSD
 I got a war zone inside of my head
 I made it on my own, they said I'd be in jail or dead
 I've seen my brothers fall over and over again (Hunh)
 Don't stand too close to me (Igh), I got PTSD
 Used to run home from the train stop (Yeah)
 Running so fast, dodging raindrops (Huh-ah-huh-ah-huh)
 'Member got robbed at the park once (Yeah)
 'Member thinking that that bitch probably ain't cocked (Yeah)
 'Member I was with my mama one time
 Seen a nigga through the glass, hit a nigga with a bankshot (Bow)
 Point-blank, head hanging off his tank top (Whoo)
 Walked off, we drove off, went to GameStop (Skrrt)
 Quiet ride there, picked up San Andreas (Hunh)
 Certain things we ain't talk about, mama
 We just prayed off
 We seen it all, don't get involved
 Carry the weight of the world like a shawl (Yeah)
 Conceal and revealing to people in court
 I still can feel it, I know that the world is evil
 In case you thought a nigga forgot it
 When my homie was bleeding out
 Another homie went in his pockets (Tch)
 Please do not run up on me, not even as fans
 Niggas get fanned down on the Dan Ryan
 I'm flying, I'm scary as hell, I need me a Xan (Igh)
 The days seem long as life gets shorter
 We know sex, drugs, money, all in that order
 Ain't no structure, no peace, we've lost our order
 Leaving me with anxiety, fucking up my sobriety (Lil Uzi Vert, yeah)
 It's a war zone laying inside my head
 I still think about all my niggas that's dead
 I'm too paranoid, yeah, I know you heard what I said
 I'm too paranoid, I make sure, all my opps, they bled (Woah)
 Draining all my energy, no, I cannot sleep, uh-huh
 I'm affected by the streets, no appetite, I can't eat
 I only see red when I see, I think it's my PTSD (Yeah)
 I think it's my PTSD (Woah), I think it's my PTSD, yeah (Woah)
 I turn the news on when I smell death in the air