Money

I'm on the block, drilling for that money Every day, trying to make it sunny But the streets don't play fair Got PTSD from all the warfare Hustling hard, trying to survive In this concrete jungle, gotta stay alive Got demons in my head, haunting me But I keep pushing through, can't let 'em see Money on my mind, gotta stack that paper But the scars run deep, can't escape the danger PTSD got me feeling paranoid But I gotta keep moving, can't be destroyed Drilling for that money, it's all I know But the pain and memories, they won't let go PTSD creeping in, trying to take control But I'm a soldier, gotta fight for my soul