Depressed - JayDaYoungan

Can’t name a street that we ain’t trapped in

We get them packs in, (we get them packs in)

Was broke but bitch that was back then, now I count big bands

I put in my soda, I don’t fuck with alcohol, (I don’t fuck with alcohol)

I let my bitch ride on my dick, she bounced that ass no basketball

Was down but now I’m rich, can tell you I’ve seen it all, (seen it all)

And I’ve been on some other shit while I’ve been sipping on my cup

I told them bitches leave me 'lone, I don’t want to talk to y’all,

(talk to y’all)

All this stress got me depressed so I don’t want to talk it out, (talk it out)

Bitch what the fuck you want, we ain’t got shit to talk about, (talk about)

And I’ve been in this shit alone cause all my life they walkin' out

If I got you and you got me don’t change that;

its gon' remain that,

(its gon' remain that)

Pull up right where them niggas hang at, and knock his brains back,

(brains back)

My heart that’s where my fucking pain at, want everything back, (want

everything back)

The life I’m livin' bitch you can’t rep, won’t get your name back,

(won't get your name back)

They hide from me

They gon' slide

They cry to me

Bitch you gon' die for free

Gon' die for free

Pussy niggas talking shit, but then they hide from me

We up the sticks, up the bitch, you gon' die for me

No alcohol