PTSD (feat. Juice WRLD, Lil Uzi Vert & Chance the Rapper)

I turn the news on when I smell death in the air

I prove you wrong, I made it out of here

I don't belong, I see my past everywhere

Don't stand too close to me, eternal PTSD

I got a war zone inside of my head

I made it on my own, they said I'd be in jail or dead

I've seen my brothers fall over and over again

Don't stand too close to me, I got PTSD

I was hearing bangs like Chief Keef

Always yelling names that's deceased

I go off my mind and my instinct (And my instinct)

Shooting at the same time, we was in sync

On the same thing, tryna repeat (Repeat)

We was in them whips, right back on the enemy

Stuffed on my last hit, I was in the middle seat

**** it, out the sun roof, brodie got a quick release

And we in a car, real fast, from police

Shots fired back, but his **** in the street

When I bought a forty, showed Brittany and Tiffany

Knowing if they call, it ain't **** they can't get from me

Lot of warfare, seventeen, had a fifty piece

Flexed on ****, so you know they wanna kill a G

Royalty, posted in the hood with some Bentley keys

Loyalty, Roc died, showed 'em what it really mean

I can't sleep 'cause it's a war zone in my head

My killers good, they know I'm hands on with the bread

A million dollars ahead, I'm still angry and seeing red

How the **** I'm 'posed to have fun? All my **** dead

I turn the news on when I smell death in the air

I prove you wrong, I made it out of here

I don't belong, I see my past everywhere

Don't stand too close to me, eternal PTSD

I got a war zone inside of my head

I made it on my own, they said I'd be in jail or dead

I've seen my brothers fall over and over again

Don't stand too close to me, I got PTSD

Used to run home from the train stop (Yeah)

Running so fast, dodging raindrops

'Member got robbed at the park once (Yeah)

'Member thinking that that **** probably ain't cocked (Yeah)

'Member I was with my mama one time

Seen a **** through the glass, hit a **** with a bank shot

Point blank, head hanging off his tank top

Walked off, we drove off, went to GameStop

Quiet ride there, picked up San Andreas

Certain things we ain't talk about, Mama, we just prayed off

We seen it all, don't get involved

Carry the weight of the world like a shawl

Conceal and revealing to people in court

I still can feel it, I know that the world is evil

In case you thought a **** forgot it

When my homie was bleeding out, another homie went in his pockets

Please do not run up on me, not even as fans

**** get fanned down on the Dan Ryan

I'm flying, I'm scary as hell, I need me a Xan'

The days seem longer as life gets shorter

We know sex, drugs, money, all in that order

Ain't no structure, no peace, we've lost our order

Leaving me with anxiety, **** up my sobriety, yeah

It's a war zone laying inside my head

I still think about all my **** that's dead

I'm too paranoid, yeah, I know you heard what I said

I'm too paranoid, I make sure all my opps, they bled

Draining all my energy, no, I cannot sleep, uh-huh

I'm affected by the streets, no appetite, I can't eat

I only see red when I see, I think it's my PTSD (Damn)

I think it's my PTSD, (Whoa) I think it's my PTSD, yeah (Whoa)

I turn the news on when I smell death in the air