State of depression Lyrics

State of depression

State of depression

Yeah yeah

State of depression

State of depression

Yeah yeah

State of depression all of my niggas is dying

Losing my mafuckin' mind

State of depression thinking like could I be next am I almost time.

State of depression need to stay way from tool

Load it I up it I'm firing

State of depression for every tear that I drop how many I put in my nine

State of depression all of my niggas is dying

Losing my mafuckn mind

State of depression thinking like could I be next am I almost time.

State of depression need to stay way from tool

Load it I up it I'm firing

State of depression for every tear that i drop how many I put in my nine

Whole lot of pressure coming but I never fold

I ain't never told Never uses none The shit I sold

Before I crack I'm gone up the pole

Stress shooting I'm gone let Go

Want a desse I gone paint it gold

Let blow I practicing popping yo top

Lately mane shit been so wild on the block

I tried to avoid but it keep coming to me

For slight shit still I'm grabbing the semi

For big deals got a big 50

Mane Fuck the chill im feeling kinda wicked

How you want the beef when I know you chicken

A lame nigga slaughtered my dawg Ain't answer the call

I was to busy finessing now fuck it I wanna kill'em all

Way that my mind work this shit crazy think about this and that

Put em in the creek dead leave'em like a gift cover in saran wrap

Go back for the rest yo mom and yo pet

Yo dad get off work give him one to the chest

Clean off the blood like who gotta die next

So paranoid that I sleep in a vest

Yeah

State of depression all of my niggas is dying

Losing my mafuckn' mind

State of depression thinking like could I be next am I almost time.

State of depression need to stay way from tool

Load it I up it I'm firing

State of depression for every tear that I drop how many I put in my nine

State of depression all of my niggas is dying

Losing my mafuckn' mind

State of depression thinking like could I be next am I almost time

State of depression need to stay way from tool

Load it I up it I'm firing

State of depression for every tear that I drop how many I put in my nine

Everyday struggle real shit got my head fucked up

No matter the money you still go to have problems

Niggas do hate when you baking yo cake you ain't work for a piece I ain't sharing my plate

Like cracking a bag of them hot fries in high school lot of hands appear in yo face

Cough in them bitchs the hell out way

She ask for a dollar the fuck out my face

Got enough shit going on and its a whole lot a bullshit

He really mad cause I'm on

I put in work you ain't didn't shit

Nigga asking me for a loan when it came to me you never fund shit

Only time you call a nigga phone when you fucked tricking on a bitch

Say fuck me then it's fuck you

Nigga really acting like I owe you

If gotta die you gotta die to

Yo first move be yo last move

Loudest in the man in the room dont even know he plot his own doom

Boom sweep his ass like a broom

Broke niggas always get it confused

State of depression all of my niggas is dying

Losing my mafuckin' mind

State of depression thinking like could I be next am I almost time.

State of depression need to stay way from tool

Load it I up it I'm firing

State of depression for every tear that i drop how many I put in my nine

State of depression all of my niggas is dying

Losing my mafuckin' mind

State of depression thinking like could I be next am I almost time

State of depression need to stay way from tool

Load it I up it I'm firing

State of depression for every tear that i drop how many I put in my nine