Deep Depression lyrics

[Verse 1]
You was slick, you want me to f*ck that b*tch, you had told Bandz to get her
I ain't understand, Thang one of them ones, and he ain't friends with n*ggas
Once you lack, your dog'll hit your back, that's why I don't be playin' with n*ggas
Watch them n*ggas close with you, don't know it be your mans to get you (Yeah, yeah)
Get retainers, not that sh*t from the dentist, fix his lawyer issue
That sh*t crazy, just get out his cell, he'll sign your initials
Said this sh*t so long, like, "Bro, hold on, make sure the doctor get you" (Hold on)
I just speak my mind, case you don't know, this sh*t ain't competition (No, no)
He not from the streets, he mad at me 'cause I don't let 'em hop in pictures (No, no)
One thing that I know, when you from that bottom, I know top'll get you
Got him an Apple Watch just to check his heart 'cause his sh*t pumpin' different
I did real sh*t, but you gave your loyalty straight to another n*gga
My grandma had told me, she keep me in her prayer (Keep me in her prayer)
Got out of jail, you ain't send me nothin', spent my last on a hotel (Spent my last on a hotel)
Why you reject my mail?
Found out J Money got killed
He was there when I signed my deal
I was sad, I took that L
(I was sad, I took that L, I was sad, I took that L
I was sad, I took that L)

[Chorus]
This sh*t get ugly
I don't know why I love the streets
I don't know why I love the streets
I don't know why I love the streets
This sh*t get ugly
I don't know why you f*ck with me
Tell me why you f*ck with me
Tell me why you f*ck with me, oh
[Verse 2]
Hypno Carlito, he one of my brothers, he one of the realest
I hope you accept my apologies, fell out with Rex, I got in my feelings
The sh*t she be tellin' my daugther, whenever she older, I hope that she get it
I just spoke this sh*t into the universe, but the energy comin' back different
My money wasn't long, now I'm tryna save all my n*ggas
You told me the same thing, but I seen you spend it all on b*tches
I tell 'em 'bout my pain, he put cocaine inside his liquor
And you know I respect what you say, but whatever you say, you don't get ignant
I grew up in apartments where it was a problem to be a gentleman
And honestly, I done took so many losses, I don't be feelin' it
And honesty, I done seen you at your darkest for that Benjamin
I'm an artist, they say I go my hardest and I'm givin' it

[Chorus]
This sh*t get ugly
I don't know why I love the streets
I don't know why I love the streets
I don't know why I love the streets
This sh*t get ugly
I don't know why you f*ck with me
Tell me why you f*ck with me
Tell me why you f*ck with me, oh