ฟังเพลงDepression (Explicit)

作曲 : Tyquain Bowman/Adam Rich Foster/Jyrese Crocker

作词 : Tyquain Bowman/Adam Rich Foster/Jyrese Crocker

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Hold on bruh, you too slime

Youngin' big blue, but deep inside, he like a red rose

On the beat

Bank account on overload, but I'm still broke in spirit

"Depression what he suffer from," same words from Doctor Henry

It ain't no love inside the slums, know if they cut, they kill me (Kill me)

For sixty days and sixty nights, I been goin' hard off this ecstasy

I pray to God that my killa don't be a n**ga sittin' next to me

Keep ya circle tight, this mornin' Alicia sent a text to me

Like they just want ya spark, reached for the stars, youngin' you blessed to see

Pablo callin' from the yard like "Drop that sh*t, it's time to bless the streets"

I had to make myself a boss, they want the sauce like "What's the recipe?"

Deep down inside I'm feelin' lost, I got a pound for the

I'm bonding out my n**ga off for the way he look, he wanna bury me

I was taught that loyalty is priceless so true love shouldn't cost a dime

I done been scarred by your love, so deep inside, my heart still cryin'

No, it don't matter how far I look, for some reason, I can't find

I keep abusin' these d**gs to substitute what's on my mind

I need someone to hold me down and have my back just like my spine

I'ma let off shots from that four pound and double back, empty the nine

Feds did a sweep on 38th, we flushed the pills inside the toilet

Last night been tweakin' off of Percocets, I'm steady hittin' bars

me

When I was locked in juvenile and called they phone, them folks ignored me

But now they all suitcase-ready every time the plane gettin' boarded

Who all on Instagram, flexin', can't even sing or poppin' no money

It ain't no love inside my section to the point where it ain't funny

Just call from Uncle Teddy like "Nephew, just keep on goin'"

Guess I can't seem to kick the drink, day and night lean, I'm steady pourin'

Now, I'm designer head-to-toe, she ain't wanna f**k when I wear Jordan's

Might have a baby with this Haitian b**ch just so my child be foreign

I'm paper chasin' in 'bout sixty ways, I gotta run up more

They was on the basketball court when I was catchin' time in court

Sometimes I gotta hit my knees and pray like "Please forgive me Lord"

I'm steady caught up in my wicked ways, grippin' extension cords

Before I blew up, they ain't root for me, I couldn't get support

Reppin' in this blocl city to city, day and night I keep on tourin'

In fact, I know that they ain't with me, the reason my heart so torn

The number one reason they hate because I made it out the storm

Penitentiary chances I take, sometimes I wish I wasn't born

No they can't say they wasn't warned (No they can't say they wasn't warned, oh, ayy)

I was taught that loyalty is priceless so true love shouldn't cost a dime

I done been scarred by your love, so deep inside, my heart still cryin'

No, it don't matter how far I look, for some reason, I can't find

I keep abusin' these d**gs to substitute what's on my mind

I need someone to hold me down and have my back just like my spine

I'ma let off shots from that four pound and double back, empty the nine (Deep down inside, I'm steady cryin')