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trauma babi - seventhirtyatmorning lyrics

[intro]
(i don’t know what to say)
yeah (just tell me what you need it)

[verse 1]
f*ck you, hoe, i hate it (wow)
you point out my past me, you can’t help, appreciate it (woah)
i’m tryna show my best and get these racks to demonstrate it (oh)
that b*tch gotta make her mind when she doubt me i’m a [?] it (yeah, yeah)

[chorus]
yeah, i slept though, somehow it me push me forward, just a hiccup (yeah)
you n*ggas so p*ssy, i’m takin’ n*ggas got a list up (woah)
the blogs tryna spread that we been dated cause i kissed her (uh)
i don’t give a f*ck every time i’mma always do me (me)
i’m a product of my trauma, i’mma trauma baby (baby)
i’mma fly in the morning so shе have a good day
y’all be tellin’, y’all informants, y’all can’t hang around mе

[verse 2]
i got sleepy, all them drugs they ain’t defeatin’ me (no)
i be sick, you peace, it help me slow down like you speedy (huh)
that shortie beat that beat and i won’t touch it, that’s our secret (wow)
all that shot i gave you and you crossed me, f*ck you keep it (woah), woah
stay true, become me like anytime i freak thirty
mama too iconic, i’m a pretty n*gga clearly (clearly)
two pink pints, now i’m feelin’ kinda scraggly (uh)
dust hoes, am i better than ever? i did it (woah)
i be freakin’ how easy this sh*t is (it’s)
i run up on that beat like i run away from your b*tch (your b*tch)
if i had treat you, i don’t need your ass for sh*t (no)
[?]
i want drop ‘tris in my sprite, that’s it
let me talk on this beat, i just [?]
i had to drop on that b*tch to [?]
[?] numbers, countin’ money like [?] (uh, huh), yeah
[refrain]
i’m feelin’ like me lately
i don’t need no one, friends ain’t number fleas
i’m high, i smoke trees
i’m fried, so l*st
he needs more [?], i creep them [?]
(i don’t know what to say)

[verse 3]
i clearly don’t feel right with them (don’t)
dead from eleven pints, you wrong man (wrong)
tryna cheat me like a kid, i’m a grown man
we just f*cked up in the head, think it ain’t gon’ go there (woah)
i can’t throw the garment in the wires, this sh*t old [?]
i guarantee i make a whole m in the next year (woah)
i’m just tryna make my mark and get the f*ck out of there (f*ck out of there)
i’m just tryna make it easier for the ones that still here (i love you for you still here)

[bridge]
yeah, woah
woah, woah (yeah)
yeah (f*ck), woah (yeah)
uh (yeah)

[verse 4]
i miss that, you ignore that
i have a way with words and all the sudden shawty goin’ (goin’)
i’m fried up all these percs’ and xans, i might throw (throw it)
it’s icy with that knife, i had that hand like that ain’t you do it
i focus on it and go give a f*ck, i go through (yeah)
f*ck you, i love you, i miss her (miss)
i don’t miss her, i just miss when i felt love (love)
it was fake though, i just acted like it wasn’t (wasn’t)
she has fake, whole a lot of your faces on her conscience
this p*ssy so good, i be insane, nonsense (nonsense)
i’m a halloween, baby, i’m a monster (monster)
never figured out how to deal with all my problems (my problems)
i get how i call it if they do it tomorrow (woah)
[chorus]
yeah, i slept though, somehow it me push me forward, just a hiccup (yeah)
you n*ggas so p*ssy, i’m takin’ n*ggas got a list up (woah)
the blogs tryna spread that we been dated cause i kissed her (uh)
i don’t give a f*ck every time i’mma always do me (me)
i’m a product of my trauma, i’mma trauma baby (baby)
i’mma fly in the morning so she have a good day
y’all be tellin’, y’all informants, y’all can’t hang around me

[outro]
uh, uh
she say [?]
you don’t gotta say nothin’
i* i don’t* i don’t gotta she say [?]

- seventhirtyatmorning lyrics

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