Trauma

Trauma (Explicit) - Meek Mill

Used to be a dreamer

Dreamin' of a fire

Uh my mama used to pray that she'd see me in Yale

It's f**ked up she gotta see me in jail

On the visit with Lil Papi it hurt even though I seemed to be well

They got a smoker with a key to my cell d**n

And even worst my judge black don't wanna see me do well

It's either that or black people for sale

Gave me two to four years like f**k your life meet me in hell

And let it burn like Lucifer you look even stupider

Tryna impress them people in power when power abusin' us

For 44 dollars a hour you coward they using ya

Is it self-hate that made you send me upstate

This where the so-called real n***as sweeping up for cupcakes

And that's your phone time if you ain't got no money you ain't online

Hey call your son call your daughter just to wish them more prime

Oh God don't let them streets get a hold of 'em

Your daughter f**kin' now it's gon be a cold summer

Your son trapping and your homie giving O's to him

And if he f**k that paper up he puttin' holes through him

And you just wanna make it home so you can show it to him

And them people ain't finna give no parole to ya

They want blood we all hangin' with a noose on our neck

My celly mom just died he wanna use my collect

And he won't make it to the wake unless he give 'em a check

We still n***as though what you expect

I just won

I was on the corner with the reefa

And they got us warring for our freedom

See my brother blood on the pavement

How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil

Uhh trauma

When them d**gs got a hold of your mama

And the judge got a hold on your father

Go to school bullet holes in the locker

Ain't no PTSDs them d**gs keep it at ease

They shot that boy 20 times when they could've told him just freeze

Could've put him in a cop car but they let him just bleed

The ambulance they coming baby just breathe

That's what the old lady said when she screamed

This nightmare on Elm Street Friday the 13th

And in the 13th amendment it don't say that we kings

They say that we legally slaves if we go to the bing

They told Kaep' stand up if you wanna play for a team

And all his teammates ain't saying a thing stay woke

If you don't stand for nothing you gon' fall for something

And in the 60's if you kneeled you'd prolly be killed

But they don't kill you now they just take you out of your deal

Kill your account look where money get spilled

Check it and they don't kill you now

They just take you out of your deal

Kill your account look where money get spilled

I just won

I was on the corner with the reefa

And they got us warring for our freedom

See my brother blood on the pavement

How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil

Uhh trauma

When them d**gs got a hold of your mama