Deep Depression

[Verse 1]

You was slick, you want me to fuck that bitch, you had told Bandz to get her

I ain't understand, Thang one of them ones, and he ain't friends with niggas

Once you lack, your dog'll hit your back, that's why I don't be playin' with niggas

Watch them niggas close with you, don't know it be your mans to get you (Yeah, yeah)

Get retainers, not that shit from the dentist, fix his lawyer issue

That shit crazy, just get out his cell, he'll sign your initials

Said this shit 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 shit 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 shit pumpin' different

I did real shit, but you gave your loyalty straight to another nigga

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 shit 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 shit get ugly

I don't know why you fuck with me

Tell me why you fuck with me

Tell me why you fuck 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 shit she be tellin' my daugther, whenever she older, I hope that she get it

I just spoke this shit into the universe, but the energy comin' back different

My money wasn't long, now I'm tryna save all my niggas

You told me the same thing, but I seen you spend it all on bitches

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 shit 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 shit get ugly

I don't know why you fuck with me

Tell me why you fuck with me

Tell me why you fuck with me, oh