Lyrics TRAUMA - Stevie Fooley

Trauma assumes the pain in my life
Win or I lose it's always my fight
With myself
For my health
Need conquer myself
I am

Bad as i got to find a release
Keep what is yours I just want a peace
Of my mind
My high
My life

Nothing ever seems to go my way
Cut across the rug in former days
Now I'm in the corner holding up walls
Pillar my religion throwing up GOD
Shake seed bag
Make it all last
Hall of fame pass
Boss dame dash
Young money wayne or calvin cambridge
Burning all the sage
Smoke filled rooms
Can't see a thing
Tell me what's the move
She can't look a away
But dont want to fuck
She just wanna know
If I can buy her love
Ricky Owen feet
Gone put em up
Fashion week fun
Is not a reason
To spend all of mines
Wasting my time
And I aint even want to marry
I just wanna be happy

And fuck

Trauma assumes the pain in my life
Win or I lose its always my fight
With myself
For my health
Need conquer myself
I am

Bad as I got to find a release
Keep what is yours I just want a peace
Of my mind
My high
My life

Everything I own tell me what is worth
Nothing if my only something is a object
That done made my pockets hurt
Offer up and let it go
But if I only knew that it didn't work
I need my expensive things
To boost my self esteem
Or that's how they make it seem
Jean Michel my dreams
Message on anything
Or beach days on the Cannes waving
Goodbye to the former me
A good die and I'm reborn
Hood fly and I'm Number one
In my mind i'm the only one
Even if i ain't the only one

Trauma assumes the pain in my life
Win or I lose it's always my fight
With myself
For my health
Need conquer myself
I am