Depressed

Damn, yeah, I miss you

I been heartbroken lately I just been depressed

Looking at my messages

Looking at my, past

I, goddamn, I'm feeling to pop these Xans

Just to fuel the drugs

Fuck these bitches

'Cause I ain't got the time for that

I'ma sit around and just blow up

You gon' see me on the top, fool

Yeah

(Fuck)

Yeah, okay, now

All I wanna dream about

Love, sex, I wanna get money, guap, you know

Uh

I thought it was true

Now I'm just depressed

On the couch looking at the news

And baby it wasn't new to me

I knew it wasn't gon' last

'Cause the way you work

I hated it, the way you petty, oh

Nah, I'm going my way

I just wanna rap about shit I can't say real life

My imagination now

No one can accept it though

Uh, uh

Something, something