“Trauma Bond” is a promotional single from American rapper and actor T.I.‘s twelfth studio album, Kill The King.

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The Official Music Video premiered Friday, April 3^rd 2026^[1], via T.I.’s official YouTube channel.^[3]

The track produced by: Mr. Hanky.^[4]

The song written by: T.I., Mr. 3-2, Mr. Hanky, Big Moe, Lil’ Keke, Big Pokey, & Sly Stone.^[4]

Song: #TraumaBond

Artist: #TI

Album: #KillTheKing

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“Trauma Bond” Lyrics ^[4]
Song by T.I.:

Intro
Why you hatin’? (Ayy)
We gon’ ball and parlay (Ayy)
Pop my s*** anyway (Ayy)
We gon’ shine in they face (Mr. Hanky)
Why you hatin’?

Chorus
They gon’ celebrate us like they did when Obama won
Eatin’ good like in Abu Dhabi, end of Ramadan
B******, they gon’ sweat a n**** heavy like the sauna’s on
Drugs, I done done a ton, Major is my youngest son
We a one of one, n****, you a none of none
Me and mine ’til the end of time, it’s a trauma bond (Hahaha)
I say, it’s me and mine ’til the end of time, it’s a trauma bond

Verse 1
This is a result of stayin’ down, havin’ it
Spreadin’ s*** around like the ground, I’m adamant
Make sure all of mine touchin’ paper, I’m hands on
Cool on these lyin’ a** b****** like the fan on
Ain’t no back and forth, it’s up, it’s stuck
They on the internet, I’m pullin’ up
I still live in a world where you act like a girl
Real n***** just avoid ya, you sus, hm
I been lustin’ for these b****** less and less
I see the pleasure ain’t as heavy as the stress
Ayy, listen, yeen gettin’ busy in my city, you got s***** luck
Pimp Squad, we been pimpin’ hard from the giddy up

Chorus
They gon’ celebrate us like they did when Obama won
Eatin’ good like in Abu Dhabi, end of Ramadan
B******, they gon’ sweat a n**** heavy like the sauna’s on
Drugs, I done done a ton, Major is my youngest son
We a one of one, n**** you a none of none
Me and mine ’til the end of time, it’s a trauma bond (Hahaha)
I say, it’s me and mine ’til the end of time, it’s a trauma bond

Verse 2
Can’t see you haters’ comments from up here where I’m at
Integrity is priceless, ain’t somethin’ that you can finance
Gotta kiss a** to make it? Then f*** it, I’ll move to Thailand
Owe it to my fans, stay as solid as I can
These n*****, they be suckers for clicks, a b**** for the algorithm
They momma ran the streets, she should’ve left they daddy with ’em
‘Cause now they out here bein’ sassy with they mannerisms
D*** pullin’, tryna find out what a man will give ’em
Traded in your self respect for attention
N**** traded in your morals for a mention
Made the sucker n***** hate us and real ones congratulate us
And the future generations celebrate us

Pre-Chorus
Why you hatin’? (Ayy)
We gon’ ball and parlay (Ayy)
Pop my s*** anyway (Ayy)
We gon’ shine in they face (Ayy)
Why you hatin’? (Ayy)
We gon’ ball and parlay (Ayy)
Pop my s*** anyway (Ayy)
We gon shine in they face (Ayy)
Why you hatin’?

Chorus
They gon’ celebrate us like they did when Obama won
Eatin’ good like in Abu Dhabi, end of Ramadan
b******, they gon’ sweat a n**** heavy like the sauna’s on
Drugs, I done done a ton, Major is my youngest son
We a one of one, n**** you a none of none
Me and mine ’til the end of time, it’s a trauma bond (Hahaha)
I say, it’s me and mine ’til the end of time, it’s a trauma bond

Outro
Why you hatin’? (Ayy)

Writer(s): T.I., Mr. 3-2, Mr. Hanky, Big Moe, Lil’ Keke, Big Pokey, & Sly Stone
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