Deep Depression

You was slick, you want me to fuck that bitch, you had told Bandz to get me I ain't understand 'Thang one of them, ones, and he ain't friends with niggas Once you're lack, your dawg'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 man's 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, in case you don't know, this shit ain't no 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, we from that bottom, I know top'll get you Got on my Apple Watch just to check his heart, 'cause this 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 Got out of jail, you ain't seen me none, spent my last on a hotel Why you reject my mail? Found out J Money got killed He was dead 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) This shit get ugly 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 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 daughter, 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 of my niggas You told me the same thing, but I seen you spend it all on bitches I tell him 'bout my pain, he put cocaine inside his liquor 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 This shit get ugly 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