| Depression is so real
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| Watered down windows
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| And I can’t see where that light shine
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| 'Cause I’m so caught in what I know
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| They don’t see the shit that I see
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| They don’t feel the things that I feel
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| The be cappin' for they ig
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| And they swear to God they so real
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| You know fuck 'bout how they pay me
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| Long as my sons know whom I is
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| Nut about it, 'notha one kill
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| I’m saw your paranoid, your brain chills
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| And I’m dead, president’s brain pills on me, you no good
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| Like why the fuck should I go back to my own hood?
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| Yo conversation ain’t good
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| My pain be rainin' down my fac just like Floyd
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| At the club that night they touch I blood
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| Rlocate to Utah I should
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| Four inches go out to payroll, rock
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| I’ma put the GT up in four throttle
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| Took her wrist and put the cardio at raw
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| Double bag Hermes all up inside of it
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| Bam got the band on the one and sidin'
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| Shoot 200, nigga, better hunnid thousand
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| Leave that nigga livin', kill the ones 'round me
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| Back again once the night’s fallin'
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| I said yeah
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| It’s a scheme after a dream he be callin'
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| My brother playin' then I’m all in
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| I don’t know them then, I ain’t talkin'
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| We gon' stalk 'em all damn mornin'
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| When the dogs out we gon' off him
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| They gon' bring me down 'til I’m down in jail
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| Don’t be waterin' if you still in depression
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| [Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again &
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| French Montana
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| Depression is so real
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| Watered down windows
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| And I can’t see where that light shine
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| 'Cause I’m so caught in what I know (Woo)
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| Depression is so real
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| I’m in the watered down windows
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| (Skrrt)
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| And I can’t see where that light shine
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| I just know what I know
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| Hah
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| Pull up with the windows tinted with the
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| Spin it, ain’t nothin' off limit, we gon' slide
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| Amy Whinehouse fade to black, made millies off the trap
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| Knock your head of the map, when we fire (Woo)
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| Price of fame ain’t cheaper than your thoughts
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| It put demons in they hearts
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| You can’t even turn to people
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| 'Cause hurt people hurt people
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| I be swervin' off the drink
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| I be movin' off the like I’m Flint
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| I be dryin' off the ink
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| When we hop out niggas faint
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| Lord, I light yo ass up 'til you get on fire (B-B-B-Bye)
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| Where there’s smoke there’s fire (Montana)
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| Depression is so real
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| Watered down windows
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| And I can’t see where that light shine
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| 'Cause I’m so caught in what I know |