PTSD - Rod Wave

Ooh, this a Mac beat

Ayy, yeah

See, it’s a lot of shit left me scarred

I need chains to protect my heart

It’s a lot of shit left me scarred

But pain makes us who we are

And they say true love never dies

But I felt that way when Deja left

Even though they say I can’t blame myself

Still ain’t forgave myself

From the 'jects to a private jet, reminiscing and wishing

I could take back the past and I could do it somethin' different

Way before the rapping, the record labels, and bitches

Way before my homies was dead and goin' to prison

But the good go young, them other niggas, they don’t last, yeah

Chaz caught 20 at 18 and it was last year

One down, 19 more to go

Mama told me that karma real, son, slow your roll

Go ask them niggas, we never spoke

So many fake friends and smiling faces

I try to smile to hide the pain but I can’t seem to shake it

It’s like that shit be on my brain on a daily base

Remember Deja died, I cried just like a baby, that pain shit made me

It’s a lot of shit left me scarred

I need chains to protect my heart

It’s a lot of shit left me scarred

But pain makes us who we are

And they say true love never dies

But I felt that way when Deja left

Even though they say I can’t blame myself

Still ain’t forgave myself, yeah