PTSD Lyrics – Rimzee

PTSD Lyrics by Rimzee

All of them glides, I’ve probably got PTSD
Crib and a lawyer, the lawyer, the crib, that’s a hundred G’s
About to link this jezzy, Rolly or the Skelly?
Wraith Sport that’s seventy, four sticks another twenty

All of them glides, I’ve probably got PTSD
Crib and a lawyer, the lawyer, the crib, that’s a hundred G’s
About to link this jezzy, Rolly or the Skelly?
Wraith Sport that’s seventy, four sticks another twenty

‘017, ‘018, had a phone in my telly
Came home ‘019, I made a killing in 2020
How the block so active?
Now I’m in the news like Saint James Patrick

Would’ve had an itching, I’m feeling like Saint James Patrick
Me and Bellz in the cab with a suit on
But nah we ain’t looking no job
I was out shopping for turners

I brought them back to the block
I don’t do no pretending
Get round there, hop over them fences
Quarter milli investments, I ain’t got a chain or a pendant

I’m a born villain, even in jail I shot dinners
She wanna roll with the realest, slop me cause she got fillers
I’m at a different table sitting with some different friends
72.2, that’ll bring back five M’s

All of them glides, I’ve probably got PTSD
Crib and a lawyer, the lawyer, the crib, that’s a hundred G’s
About to link this jezzy, Rolly or the Skelly?
Wraith Sport that’s seventy, four sticks another twenty

All of them glides, I’ve probably got PTSD
Crib and a lawyer, the lawyer, the crib, that’s a hundred G’s
About to link this jezzy, Rolly or the Skelly?
Wraith Sport that’s seventy, four sticks another twenty

Had to take that L, had me in a single cell
Remember when we copped that G-Lock
For like two years we couldn’t get shells
I was just a number, a name

Waking up, screws tryna light up my face
Came up off of stage
Never me, I put grub on the estates
Used to re on the fours, one day imma be on the Forbes

And my chick natural curly, that ain’t Capelli Amore
I had rocks before I knew Obie
AP or the Rolly? At the top it gets lonely
He ain’t no threat, them boy only bad for the net

Iron in my suit’s give me a rep, still tryna stack me a M
All of them glides, I’ve probably got PTSD
Crib and a lawyer, the lawyer, the crib, that’s a hundred G’s
About to link this jezzy, Rolly or the Skelly?

Wraith Sport that’s seventy, four sticks another twenty
All of them glides, I’ve probably got PTSD
Crib and a lawyer, the lawyer, the crib, that’s a hundred G’s
About to link this jezzy, Rolly or the Skelly?

Wraith Sport that’s seventy, four sticks another twenty
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Rimzee Lyrics – PTSD

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PTSD