[Intro]
Used to be a dreamer
But you know I've found

[Verse 1]
Uh, my mama used to pray that she'd see me in Yale
It's fucked up she gotta see me in jail
On a visit with Lil Papi, it hurt even though I seemed to be well
They got a smoker with a key to my cell, damn
And even worse, my judge Black, don't wanna see me do well
It's either that or Black people for sale
Gave me two to four years like, "Fuck your life, meet me in hell"
And let it burn like Lucifer, you look even stupider
Tryna impress them people in power who power abusin' us
For forty-four dollars an hour, you coward, they usin' ya
Was it self-hate that made you send me upstate?
This where the so-called "real n***as" sweeping up for cupcakes
And at your phone time, if you ain't got no money, you ain't online
Can't call your son, call your daughter just to wish 'em on prom
Oh God, don't let them streets get a hold of 'em
Your daughter fuckin' now, it's gon' be a cold summer
Your son trappin' and your homie givin' O's to him
And if he fuck that paper up, he puttin' holes through him
And you just wanna make it home so you can show it to him
And them people ain't finna give no parole to ya, they want blood
We all hangin' with a noose on our neck
My celly mom just died, he wanna use my collect
And he won't make it to the wake unless he give 'em a check
We still n***as, though, what you expect?
[Chorus]
I just won
I was on the corner with the reaper
And they got us warring for our freedom
Seen my brother blood on the pavement
How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil?
Huh, trauma
When them drugs got a hold of your mama
And the judge got a hold on your father
Go to school, bullet holes in the locker

[Verse 2]
Ain't no PTSDs, them drugs keep it at ease
They shot that boy twenty times when they could've told him just freeze
Could've put him in a cop car, but they let him just bleed
"The ambulance, they coming, baby, just breathe"
That's what the old lady said when she screamed
This nightmare on Elm Street, Friday the 13th
And in the Thirteenth Amendment, it don't say that we kings
It say that we legally slaves if we go to the bing
They told Kaep', "Stand up, you wanna play for a team"
And all his teammates ain't sayin' a thing (Stay woke)
If you don't stand for nothing, you gon' fall for something
And in the '60s, if you kneeled, you'd probably be killed
But they don't kill you now, they just take it out of your deal
Kill your account, look where money get spilled, check it
And they don't kill you now, they just take it out of your deal
Kill your account, look where money get spilled
[Chorus]
I just won
I was on the corner with the reaper
And they got us warring for our freedom
Seen my brother blood on the pavement
How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil?
Huh, trauma
When them drugs got a hold of your mama
And the judge got a hold on your father
Go to school, bullet holes in the locker (Yeah, uh)

[Verse 3]
How many times you send me to jail to know that I won't fail?
Invisible shackles on a king 'cause, shit, I'm on bail
I went from sellin' out arenas, now, shit, I'm on sale
Them cold nights startin' to feel like hell, uh
Watchin' a Black woman take my freedom
Almost made me hate my people
When they label you felon, it's like they tellin' you they not equal
Eleven years goin' to court knowin' they might keep you'll drive you crazy
Twenty-three hours in a cell, somebody save me
I'm on a jail call tryna explain it to my baby
I gotta do the calendar twice and that's a maybe
Trauma

[Chorus]
I just won
I was on the corner with the reaper
And they got us warring for our freedom
Seen my brother blood on the pavement
How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil?
Huh, trauma
When them drugs got a hold of your mama
And the judge got a hold on your father
Go to school, bullet holes in the locker
Huh, trauma