TRAUMA BOND (Explicit)

TRAUMA BOND (Explicit) - T.I./Marching Crimson Pipers

Lyrics by：Clifford Harris/Corey Arthur Dennard/Milton Powell/Marcus Edwards/Christopher Barriere/Kenneth Moore/Sylvester Stewart

Composed by：Clifford Harris/Corey Arthur Dennard/Milton Powell/Marcus Edwards/Christopher Barriere/Kenneth Moore/Sylvester Stewart

Produced by：Mr. Hanky

Why you hatin'? Ayy

We gon' ball and parlay Ayy

Pop my shit anyway Ayy

We gon' shine in they face Mr. Hanky

Why you hatin'?

They gon' celebrate us like they did when Obama won

Eatin' good like in Abu Dhabi end of Ramadan

Bitches they gon' sweat a nigga heavy like the sauna's on

Drugs I done done a ton Major is my youngest son

We a one of one nigga you a none of none

Me and mine 'til the end of time it's a trauma bond Hahaha

I say it's me and mine 'til the end of time it's a trauma bond

This is a result of stayin' down havin' it

Spreadin' shit around like the ground I'm adamant

Makе sure all of mine touchin' paper I'm hands on

Cool on these lyin' ass bitches like the fan on

Ain't no back and forth it's up it's stuck

They on the internet I'm pullin' up

I still live in a world where you act like a girl

Real niggas just avoid ya you sus hm

I been lustin' for these bitches less and less

I see the pleasure ain't as heavy as the stress

Ayy listen yeen gettin' busy in my city you got shitty luck

Pimp Squad we been pimpin' hard from the giddy up

They gon' celebrate us like they did when Obama won

Eatin' good like in Abu Dhabi end of Ramadan

Bitches they gon' sweat a nigga heavy like the sauna's on

Drugs I done done a ton Major is my youngest son

We a one of one nigga you a none of none

Me and mine 'til the end of time it's a trauma bond Hahaha

I say it's me and mine 'til the end of time it's a trauma bond

Can't see you haters' comments from up here where I'm at

Integrity is priceless ain't somethin' that you can finance

Gotta kiss ass to make it? Then fuck it I'll move to Thailand

Owe it to my fans stay as solid as I can

These niggas they be suckers for clicks a bitch for the algorithm

They momma ran the streets she should've left they daddy with 'em

'Cause now they out here bein' sassy with they mannerisms

Dick pullin' tryna find out what a man will give 'em

Traded in your self respect for attention

Nigga traded in your morals for a mention

Made the sucker niggas hate us and real ones congratulate us

And the future generations celebrate us

Why you hatin'? Ayy

We gon' ball and parlay Ayy

Pop my shit anyway Ayy

We gon' shine in they face Ayy

Why you hatin'? Ayy

We gon' ball and parlay Ayy

Pop my shit anyway Ayy

We gon shine in they face Ayy

Why you hatin'?

They gon' celebrate us like they did when Obama won

Eatin' good like in Abu Dhabi end of Ramadan

Bitches they gon' sweat a nigga heavy like the sauna's on

Drugs I done done a ton Major is my youngest son

We a one of one nigga you a none of none

Me and mine 'til the end of time it's a trauma bond Hahaha

I say it's me and mine 'til the end of time it's a trauma bond

Why you hatin'? Ayy