Traumatized by Dave East Lyrics

Quote from the song “Traumatized” by Dave East

(This a Leekeleek banger)
Let's apply pressure, Dave
Tomorrow ain't promised
Holiday season
It's Karma 2, nigga, ain't no going back
I lost Malik at twenty-nine, Mugga at twenty-two
From Harlem to Atlanta, fuck you talking 'bout?
Just happy to be here
Killed Freaky, I was traumatized
Still that nigga in my mama eyes (Oh, they gon' feel this shit)
Tryna see a nigga mama cry
Matter when your homies is dying (Oh, they gon' feel this shit)
I ain't tryna be a homicide
Tryna see a nigga mama (I don't trust a soul)
Tryna see a nigga mama cry (Let's go)

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Traumatized”

• Featuring: Kiing Shooter
• Produced: Leek-e-Leek
• Written: Dave East, Kiing Shooter
• Label: The DisPensary
• Compiler: DJ Holiday
• Release Date: July 27, 2018

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Traumatized” Released in 2018

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[Intro: Dave East & DJ Holiday]

(This a Leekeleek banger)
Let's apply pressure, Dave
Tomorrow ain't promised
Holiday season
It's Karma 2, nigga, ain't no going back
I lost Malik at twenty-nine, Mugga at twenty-two
From Harlem to Atlanta, fuck you talking 'bout?
Just happy to be here
Killed Freaky, I was traumatized
Still that nigga in my mama eyes (Oh, they gon' feel this shit)
Tryna see a nigga mama cry
Matter when your homies is dying (Oh, they gon' feel this shit)
I ain't tryna be a homicide
Tryna see a nigga mama (I don't trust a soul)
Tryna see a nigga mama cry (Let's go)

[Chorus: Dave East]

They killed Freaky, I was traumatized (Woah)
Still that nigga in my mama eyes (Still)
Tryna see a nigga mama cry
I ain't tryna be a homicide (Nah)
I got a daughter, plus a little brother
And my mama that I gotta be here for
Bitch told me stop buying guns
Niggas dyin', fuck you think I need 'em for? (Wildin')

[Verse 1: Dave East]

Blue and white flashin' lights, I ain't goin' back, fuck you think I'm speeding for? (Never)
I got homies I don't see at all (Nah), best friends I can't even call (Damn)
Bruh, I ain't laughin', ain't nothin' funny, if you talkin' money, shit, I need it all (All of it)
My youngin died and I need my dawg (Need him)
Devil on me, tryna keep him off (Woah)
Mood swings, I got mood swings (Uh)
Move wrong and this tool sing (Boom)
Shooter came up on a new thing
I can't hold it with a shoestring
They put my youngin on the news
Looking for a Xan', I got the blues
We was into robbing niggas
Loc take him out his coat, I got his shoes
I go to prison, I ain't coming home
We on a mission, niggas runnin' home (Runnin')
My youngin airin' shit for free
He ain't want the money, stashed a couple hundred for him (Boom)
He'll do it for a Rollie, take him to my jeweler, know that I'ma flood it for him (Ice)
My vision blurry, I just hope that I get to see thirty, I pray for another morning (Ayy)
Wake up with your bitch, she got nothin' on
I still wanna kill Freaky killer (Word)
I'm in my feelings, I won't speak to niggas
My homies dyin', I'ma need a minute (Chill)
Broad daylight, if I ever run into 'em, I won't even see the witness (Boom)
Bro died on a Sunday, I'm high on a one way and I don't even see the speeding limit (Skrrt)
Pac probably had the same feelin'
Biggie probably had the same feelin' (I know)
A lot of sucker shit I ain't feelin' (Sucker)
I'm blowing sour out the Range ceilin' (Shh)
Niggas really got me hot
Catch him in the drop, tryna leave his brains in it (Boom)
We never shaky and we ain't timid (Never)
Your mama lobby, I be waiting in it

[Chorus: Dave East & Kiing Shooter]

They killed Mugga, I was traumatized
Still that nigga in my mama eyes (Mugga)
Tryna see a nigga mama cry (Cry)
I ain't tryna be a homicide (Nah)
Got a daughter, plus a little brother
And my mama that I gotta be here for (I got to)
Bitch told me stop buying guns
Niggas dyin', fuck you think I need 'em for? (You wildin')
They killed Freaky, I was traumatized (Freaky)
Still that nigga in my mama eyes (Still)
Tryna see a nigga mama cry (Cry)
I ain't tryna be a homicide (Nah)
Got a daughter, plus a little brother
And my mama that I gotta be here for (I got to, let's get it)
Hot pistol on my side, warmin' up the ride, feelin' like the heater on

[Verse 2: Kiing Shooter]

They killed Ruger, bitch, it's time to slide (We out)
All my niggas know it's homicide (Let's go)
Catch him lacking and he gotta die (Brrt, boom)
No sending niggas to apologize (Fuck 'em)
I don't care if we was cool or we went to school, nigga, you an opp too (Fuck 'em)
Catchin' niggas by theyself, or they with they fam, fuck it, they get shot too (Grrt, boom)
Niggas know how I rock, nigga (They do)
Thirty shots in this Glock, nigga (Uh-huh)
I ain't scared to bend blocks, nigga (I'm not)
Send shots while the cops with 'em (Let's get it)
I been hot my whole life, dodgin' blue and whites 'cause I don't box niggas (Fuck it)
Niggas talkin' like they tough 'til I pulled up and niggas called the cops on me (You pussy)
Either you scared or pussies (You are)
But niggas know I ain't no rookie (Uh-huh)
I been in the field since they called me Chill, and nigga, that's word to Tookie (Let's get it)
Beat cases, I been on my bully (I did)
I'm strapped, I stay with the fully (I am)
On edge, I dare you to push me
He scared, we know that they pussies (Yeah)
They killed Hardy, bitch, it's time to slide (What?)
All my niggas know it's homicide (We out)
Catch him lacking and he gotta die (Let's get it)
No sending niggas to apologize (Grrt, boom)
I don't care if we was cool or we went to school, nigga, you an opp too (Fuck 'em)
Catchin' niggas by theyself, or they with they fam, fuck it, they get shot too (Grrt, boom)