Quando Rondo - Depression lyrics

Woah, woah, woah, woah
(Hold on, bro, you too slime)
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Youngin big blue, but deep inside
He like a red rose (JC on the beat)
Bank account on overload
But I'm still broke in spirit
"Depression what he suffer from
" same words from Doctor Henry
It ain't no love inside the slums
Know if they could, they'd kill me
(I know they'd kill me, yeah)

For sixty days and sixty nights
I've been goin' hard off this ecstasy
I pray to God that my killer don't
Be the nigga sittin' next to me
Keep your circle tight
This mornin' Licia sent a text to me
Like they just want your spark
Reach for the stars, youngin'
You blessed to see
Pablo callin' from the yard
Like, "Drop that shit
It's time to bless the streets"
I had to make myself a boss
They want the sauce like
"What's the recipe?"
Deep down inside, I'm feelin' lost
I gotta pay 'em for to cherish me
I'm bound to knock my nigga off
From the way he look, he wanna bury me

I was taught that loyalty is priceless
So true love shouldn't cost a dime
I done been scarred by your
Love, so deep inside, my heart still cryin'
No, it don't matter how far
I look, for some reason, i can't find
I keep abusin' these drugs to
Substitute what's on my mind
I need someone to hold me down and
Have my back just like my spine
I'ma let off shots from that
Four pound and double back, empty the nine

I seen it in my grandma face
She was hurtin' from Auntie Porter
Feds did a sweep on 38th
We flushed the pills inside the toilet
Last night, been tweakin' off of Percocets
I'm steady hearing voices
They say I got the perfect sex
These shorties can't even avoid me
When I was locked in juvenile
And called they phone, them folks ignored me
But now they all suitcase-ready every
Time the plane gettin' boarded
You all on Instagram flexin'
Can't even send your partner no money
It ain't no love inside my section to
The point where it ain't funny
Just got a call from
Uncle Teddy like, "Nephew
Just keep on goin'"
Guess I can't seem to kick the
Drank, day and night, lean
I'm steady pourin'
Now I'm designer head-to-toe
She ain't wanna fuck when I wore Jordans
Might have a baby with this Haitian bitch
Just so my child be foreign
I'm paper chasin' in 'bout sixty ways
I gotta run up more
They was on the basketball court when
I was catchin' time in court
Sometimes I gotta hit my knees and
Pray like, "Please forgive me, lord"
I'm steady caught up in my wicked ways
Grippin' extension cords
Before I blew up, they ain't root for me
I couldn't get support
Now everybody wanna shoot for me
Just 'cause I live galore
Gripping this Glock, city to city
Day and night I keep on tourin'
The fact I know that they ain't with
Me the reason my heart so torn
The number one reason they hate because
I made it out the storm
Penitentiary chances I take
Sometimes I wish I wasn't born
No, they can't say they wasn't warned
(No, they can't say they wasn't warned, oh
Ayy)

I was taught that loyalty is priceless
So true love shouldn't cost a dime
I done been scarred by your
Love, so deep inside, my heart still cryin'
No, it don't matter how far
I look, for some reason, i can't find
I keep abusin' these drugs to
Substitute what's on my mind
I need someone to hold me down and
Have my back just like my spine
I'ma let off shots from that
Four pound and double back, empty the nine

Deep down inside, I'm steady cryin'