Bipolar Depression Lyrics

I'm hoping things start looking up for me

Because I don't have no money growing off

That fucking dollar tree and now I'm never

My bipolar depression is a bitch

I pretend that I'm happy you know that I'm not

But I'm trying to get rich

Not get dropped and shot like Pop Smoke shot for the guap

RIP homie

And every other motherfucker lost on the block

Man ain't nobody know me

These girls ain't friends they're just looking for the cock

I'm hoping things start looking up for me

Because I don't have no money growing on that fucking dollar tree

And now I'm never fucking eating and you'll never see me sleeping

Am I ever gonna really make it or am I just stuck here dreaming

I'm hoping things start looking up for me

Cuz I don't have no money growing on that fucking dollar tree

Am I ever gonna really make it

Or am I just stuck here dreaming

Every girl I ever meet is scheming

Except my name isn't Kel

And I ain't looking for no Kenan

I just really wanna find some loyalty and happiness

Some loyalty and happiness

And I'm not gonna bore you all with anymore sappiness

Baby don't go but depression really got a hold of me

And I don't see myself as happy cuz there's no recovery

I need someone to start loving me

Depression has really got ahold of me and

I don't see myself as happy as I ever was

Cuz there's just no recovery

I need someone to start just loving me

Showing me that there is something better

Than just living life

You think you know me but you don't know me

You think you know me but you don't know me

This world is much more evil than you think it really is homie

You give your heart to all these women

But then they go break your heart

From the very beginning I sense darkness

And I should have never started

Bipolar

This world is much more evil than you think it is homie

Bipolar Depression

Give your heart to all these women then they break your heart

These girls ain't friends

They're just looking for that cock

Hoping things start looking up for me

Cuz I don't have no money growing on that dollar tree

Now everybody never see me eating

And you'll never see me sleeping

Am I ever gonna really make it

Or am I just stuck here dreaming

Bipolar got me happy got me sad got me angry got me mad

Bipolar Depression

Pretending I'm happy

You know that I'm not

You know that I'm not

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