Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Depression, artist - G Herbo. Date of issue: 21.09.2017
Song language: English
No Depression |
| Coulda' got rich, I was 18 had some minor setbacks |
| Street nigga if I don’t do nothin', Ima run that check back |
| Couple bitches used to play me, now they get the message |
| You can keep that pussy baby, I’m not interested |
| Cross my heart hunnid times a day, I know this shit a blessing |
| Never gave me shit, got up made a way, learned life from all my lessons |
| I guess more money and more problems, why a nigga stressin' |
| About no paper I ain’t stressin, bitch ain’t no depression |
| About no paper I ain’t stressin, bitch ain’t no depression |
| I was 16 made 250 off a 14, bought a Smith &Wesson |
| In the trap house turned it to a 100 when the door ring, gotta stay awake no |
| more lean, walkin' grams trip |
| Lookin like a zombie from a horror scene, off 4 red and the 4 green |
| .30 on me, run up and you know what it’s gon' be |
| Spread the boy head like oil sheen |
| Bitches love to whore me, they adore me, ride me like a horsie |
| I can’t marry you girl you’s a coho, been one way before me |
| Run a big house, bankroll, purse cost 4 g’s, know you wanna see my Porsche keys |
| 40 more on the dashboard, homie got a GT so he wanna see how the sport be |
| Self made like a boss B, never got a advance, never needed y’all to endorse me |
| Worked hard wasn’t shit planned, remember 2010 teacher told me I wouldn’t be |
| shit and |
| If I see that hoe bitch, Ima make her so sick, rollie on my wrist cost a whole |
| brick |
| They won’t ever see it comin, til it’s over with |
| My OG told me «if you want sumn' better get at it and if you fail better keep |
| at it"she'll tell you, «you couldn’t get the bag |
| You was fumbling"sooner or later, know he got it |
| I thought my destination was straight to the paper, but fuck that |
| I learned how to re-route it |
| And you say that it’s there but G Herbo just nobody handing it to me, |
| gotta re-count it |
| And if you want smoke that shit south, better sleep bout it |
| All that gangsta shit, we bout it, niggas don’t wanna see bout it |
| Actin' like he bout it, ain’t show us nothin', so we doubt it |
| And this watch really made to wear on occasions, but I rock nun' under regular |
| 40 Glock in my Ethika’s, don’t try no extra stuff, turn that boy meat to a |
| vegetable |
| I was broke, I was stressin' bruh |
| Pockets negative, now I got zeros with decimals, commas, I mean |
| Don’t think cause I got the creme, we ain’t toting choppas' |
| With beams |
| I’m that nigga in Chiraq but I’m not the King, cause I got enough enemies |
| And I swear baby, you could hold on to that pussy cause it don’t mean nothin' |
| to me, no they can’t get enough of the G |
| Coulda' got rich, I was 18 had some minor setbacks |
| Street nigga if I don’t do nothin', Ima run that check back |
| Couple bitches used to play me, now they get the message |
| You can keep that pussy baby, I’m not interested |
| Cross my heart hunnid times a day, I know this shit a blessing |
| Never gave me shit, got up made a way, learned life from all my lessons |
| I guess more money and more problems, why a nigga stressin' |
| About no paper I ain’t stressin, bitch ain’t no depression |