[{"id":9077173,"name":"PTSD","trackName":"PTSD","artistName":"Headie One","albumName":"Too Loyal for My Own Good","duration":168.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(The Elements)\nYo\n\nI got PTSD, I don't need sympathy\nI'm industry but I'm still in the street\nMy young boy got life and that young boy there died (One)\nAnd neither side screamed, \"Victory!\"\nThem niggas can't gather the heart to go ride (no)\nSo they sneak dissin' on me\nThrow my heart on the line, they don't feel it like me\nIt was sweatboxes, fuck I can never re-re (turn)\nYou want bringers from me but weren't visitin' me (turn, turn)\nYou know what I'm like, two wrong don't make rights (turn, turn)\nSo I still did it for free (did it for free, yeah)\nCountin' this money ain't bringin' me peace, yeah\nSee me countin' this money\nMake me feel relieved (turn)\n\nArmed jakes and I pray\nI'm goin' straight to the station\nI come off vacation\nI need a vacation (turn, turn)\nSomebody's hatin', is it gang unit?\nOr did I just piss off probation again?\nI got beef in the streets\nI can't get nicked at my shavers again (suh-suh-suh-suh-suh)\nI just caught a next case\nThem lawyer fees I gotta pay them again\nSomebody got shot\nAnd it wasn't by Callum\nThey say there's postcode wars\nNow there's wars on the postcode\nDon't know how\nI'm still lured to the pavement (turn, turn, ayy)\nSee a opp boy go from hero to zero\nAnd didn't get praised for his braveness\nBought hope to the trench\nThey don't wanna hope for the Dawn, no never (One)\n\nI got PTSD, I don't need sympathy\nI'm industry but I'm still in the street\nMy young boy got life and that young boy there died (One)\nAnd neither side screamed, \"Victory!\"\nThem niggas can't gather the heart to go ride (no)\nSo they sneak dissin' on me\nThrow my heart on the line\nThey don't feel it like me\nIt was sweatboxes\nFuck I can never re-re (turn)\nYou want bringers from me\nBut weren't visitin' me (turn, turn)\nYou know what I'm like\nTwo wrong don't make rights (turn, turn)\nSo I still did it for free (did it for free)\nCountin' this money\nAin't bringin' me peace, yeah\nSee me countin' this money\nMake me feel relieved (One)\n\nI put that Q on top of the two-pack\nAnd made changes (turn up, turn up)\nI was married to the T-house\nBefore them rose and talkin' stages (told me turn, ayy)\nFree little bro\nWe ain't spoke in ages (turn, turn, told me turn)\nHave one of the G's come home\nThen the next one goes\nOh no, it's comin' like Usher\nTradin' places (suh-suh-suh-suh-suh)\nIf I got heart\nChop it from the court staff (one)\nHe thought he got caught with the corner\nI'm out in the safe house or the transporter\nDenzel Washington, Jason Statham (turn, turn)\nThe bros dem won't let me glide no more\nCan't have a superstar\nOut in Layton (turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up)\nSkeng in the hands, got a opp and I shaved him (suh)\nLive and twist\n\nI got PTSD, I don't need sympathy\nI'm industry but I'm still in the street\nMy young boy got life and that young boy there died (One)\nAnd neither side screamed, \"Victory!\"\nThem niggas can't gather the heart to go ride (no)\nSo they sneak dissin' on me\nThrow my heart on the line, they don't feel it like me\nIt was sweatboxes, fuck I can never re-re (turn)\nYou want bringers from me but weren't visitin' me (turn, turn)\nYou know what I'm like, two wrong don't make rights (turn, turn)\nSo I still did it for free (did it for free, yeah)\nCountin' this money ain't bringin' me peace, yeah\nSee me countin' this money, make me feel relieved (One)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: PTSD\n  artist: Headie One\n  album: Too Loyal for My Own Good\n  duration_ms: 168000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (The Elements)\n  Yo\n\n  I got PTSD, I don't need sympathy\n  I'm industry but I'm still in the street\n  My young boy got life and that young boy there died (One)\n  And neither side screamed, \"Victory!\"\n  Them niggas can't gather the heart to go ride (no)\n  So they sneak dissin' on me\n  Throw my heart on the line, they don't feel it like me\n  It was sweatboxes, fuck I can never re-re (turn)\n  You want bringers from me but weren't visitin' me (turn, turn)\n  You know what I'm like, two wrong don't make rights (turn, turn)\n  So I still did it for free (did it for free, yeah)\n  Countin' this money ain't bringin' me peace, yeah\n  See me countin' this money\n  Make me feel relieved (turn)\n\n  Armed jakes and I pray\n  I'm goin' straight to the station\n  I come off vacation\n  I need a vacation (turn, turn)\n  Somebody's hatin', is it gang unit?\n  Or did I just piss off probation again?\n  I got beef in the streets\n  I can't get nicked at my shavers again (suh-suh-suh-suh-suh)\n  I just caught a next case\n  Them lawyer fees I gotta pay them again\n  Somebody got shot\n  And it wasn't by Callum\n  They say there's postcode wars\n  Now there's wars on the postcode\n  Don't know how\n  I'm still lured to the pavement (turn, turn, ayy)\n  See a opp boy go from hero to zero\n  And didn't get praised for his braveness\n  Bought hope to the trench\n  They don't wanna hope for the Dawn, no never (One)\n\n  I got PTSD, I don't need sympathy\n  I'm industry but I'm still in the street\n  My young boy got life and that young boy there died (One)\n  And neither side screamed, \"Victory!\"\n  Them niggas can't gather the heart to go ride (no)\n  So they sneak dissin' on me\n  Throw my heart on the line\n  They don't feel it like me\n  It was sweatboxes\n  Fuck I can never re-re (turn)\n  You want bringers from me\n  But weren't visitin' me (turn, turn)\n  You know what I'm like\n  Two wrong don't make rights (turn, turn)\n  So I still did it for free (did it for free)\n  Countin' this money\n  Ain't bringin' me peace, yeah\n  See me countin' this money\n  Make me feel relieved (One)\n\n  I put that Q on top of the two-pack\n  And made changes (turn up, turn up)\n  I was married to the T-house\n  Before them rose and talkin' stages (told me turn, ayy)\n  Free little bro\n  We ain't spoke in ages (turn, turn, told me turn)\n  Have one of the G's come home\n  Then the next one goes\n  Oh no, it's comin' like Usher\n  Tradin' places (suh-suh-suh-suh-suh)\n  If I got heart\n  Chop it from the court staff (one)\n  He thought he got caught with the corner\n  I'm out in the safe house or the transporter\n  Denzel Washington, Jason Statham (turn, turn)\n  The bros dem won't let me glide no more\n  Can't have a superstar\n  Out in Layton (turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up)\n  Skeng in the hands, got a opp and I shaved him (suh)\n  Live and twist\n\n  I got PTSD, I don't need sympathy\n  I'm industry but I'm still in the street\n  My young boy got life and that young boy there died (One)\n  And neither side screamed, \"Victory!\"\n  Them niggas can't gather the heart to go ride (no)\n  So they sneak dissin' on me\n  Throw my heart on the line, they don't feel it like me\n  It was sweatboxes, fuck I can never re-re (turn)\n  You want bringers from me but weren't visitin' me (turn, turn)\n  You know what I'm like, two wrong don't make rights (turn, turn)\n  So I still did it for free (did it for free, yeah)\n  Countin' this money ain't bringin' me peace, yeah\n  See me countin' this money, make me feel relieved (One)\n"}]