Traumatized Liife (Ft. Mozzy)

[Intro: Liife]
Uh

[Verse 1: Liife]
Attempted murder case, another tragic act
Let me take you back to where that happened at
The opps set up shop, nigga, we taxing that
Carwash front, but they was selling work in back of that
Hit B.A. like, "Homie, where my ratchet at?" (My ratchet, nigga)
He like, "Fuck that, we gon' blow this shit up" (Okay)
Niggas is still on probation and we ain't leaving in cuffs (I feel you)
Our reputation with the sheriffs, we be shooting shit up
I only fuck with two niggas, blood, who could I trust? (Nobody)
Anyway, we pulled up to the carwash with a gallon of gasoline (Uh)
When I broke the glass, some splashed on my jeans (Damn, fuck, damn)
I looked up to homie looking for the safe
Couple crooks up in the place
Found a book and ripped a page out (Lit that bitch)
By that time, I was looking for my way out
Looked back, the building ignited, and when they came out
My niggas on fire, man, and I'm tryna put them flames out (Damn)
The hood caught word and them shots rang out
Reflective situations, trauma had to cope from
Young, wild nigga, eventually had to grow up (Ayy)

[Chorus: Liife]
Wild nigga, never crack a smile, nigga (They say)
Systemize and they traumatize, nigga
Ask about me, they say a lot of things (Ask about me, nigga)
Ask about me, they say a lot of things (Huh?)
Young, wild nigga, never crack a smile, nigga (They say)
Systemize and they traumatize, nigga
Ask about me, they say a lot of things (Ask about me, nigga)
Ask about me, they say a lot of things (Huh?)