Lethargy J Trauma (Ft. $uicideboy$)

[Verse: J Trauma]
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Claim that I’m trash
You still click on my page
Spirits around me
I’m traumatic sage
Angry and snapping
I scratch out of my cage
And I don’t wanna speak cause you
Fire a slug [?]
All my energy just like a meteoroid of prison
I’m trapped at a self expression
No knife sharp enough to cut all this tension
No I don’t desire attention
I stay in my room
Never come out don’t expect a [?]
Piss at the sun like it’s shinning at the moon
I decipher some rituals under the moon
The stars are my friends
Cause they understand what it likes to feel like the whole world is in your hands
Trauma rose up
Now I’m in high demand
I just shut it all out, dig my feet in the sand

[Verse: $crim]
Got them chickens like a coop
Bitches all up on me too
I’m the man, I'm the man, got it for the L.O
7 grams, 7 grams, that's a carmello
Say hello to my little friend
Cock it back and shoot it, and enjoy it with my friends
Holla “Amen, bitches want $crim”
Smokin' on a blunt, sippin' on some gin
Drank the bar again, tommy on my nuts
Bitches bendin' over when they want $crimmy to fuck
Tell 'em thats whats up, put it in they guts
Fuck 'em bust a nut, duckin' in the cut