paroles de chanson Ptsd (Remix) - Skrill

My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
They stopped ma shit before but know that now they ain't even close
Soon as ma demons rose, i start to even the scores
I start to scheme and just creep around wit a glock in the door

Same thoughts as before, but now I've seen some shit
Ain't really in it for the digits i'm just in for control
But now I'm stuck inside this loop so now I gotta get low
I gotta get low, I gotta get low

PTSD started kickin
Scars lick em, need some liquor
I don't need to see nobody
This is how I'm dealin wit it

Best for me is not to listen
Stop this shit I'm not for women
Missed ma chances wit some thotties
This is how I'm really winnin

Overthinkin
Make me sicker
Quick! I might just fall again I'm

Older gettin
Blood just thickened
Shit i might just be the wicked

After all, all I've seen is
Shit between me and ma demons
Shit i see inside ma dreams
And shit that make me fall asleep and

I cannot forget it
Deep in ma soul I'm just on for the lettuce
But will i let it control me no I won't let it
As long as I'm here alone, I'm gettin credits

So no, don't hit ma phone cuz i won't check it
I'm busy hurtin the pain in ma dome is spreadin
Cuz lately i been just workin as a distraction
I'm back now just better back down i gotta get it

Sweet dreams to these little hoes
Weekly I'm gettin realer bro's than the ones before

Keep these who stand witchu fo'sure
Cuz G when you meet ya goal you better know who gotta go (and who to hold)

Leave me and all ma shit alone
Need nothin but myself and my time, cuz this hell is my grind

PTSD I'm hella strong
Cuz see I'm just way ahead of my time, lead myself to my fight

My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
They stopped ma shit before but know that now they ain't even close
Soon as ma demons rose, i start to even the scores
I start to scheme and just creep around wit a glock in the door

Same thoughts as before, but now I've seen some shit
Ain't really in it for the digits i'm just in for control
But now I'm stuck inside this loop so now I gotta get low
I gotta get low, I gotta get low

Visions be stitched up
I'm squeezin ma fists up
I'm sittin just thinkin while drinkin my wrist blood

I'm finna just switch up
Cuz bitch I ain't lit nah
Completely the opposite, quit once and shit sucked

I'm still the Skrill that killed millions of shit cunts
But will the skills be enough to fill up

The vacancy bitch, they can see every incision
I laid and seen much shit that it can get mixed up

Post-traumatic stress
I'm close to mad and let
Control just lackin gets
I roll my eyes and set

Ma mode to cryin, dead
Inside, tryna forget
I'm hidin my intent
Every time higher percent

Of chances i might just get outta hand, do sum I'll regret
Dancin with devils changin ma pedals course way left

Past completely gone
But it's difficult to accept
Man i'm completely gone
From the best to way less

My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
They stopped ma shit before but know that now they ain't even close
Soon as ma demons rose, i start to even the scores
I start to scheme and just creep around wit a glock in the door

Same thoughts as before, but now I've seen some shit
Ain't really in it for the digits i'm just in for control
But now I'm stuck inside this loop so now I gotta get low
I gotta get low, I gotta get low