Depression Not Real

Bitch, bitch I'm God, bitch on God
Ain't a fuckin' ounce of fear in me
Somebody tell death I'm coming, so prepare for me
Suffer from depression, don't nobody think it's real but me
Our brain ain't the same, blow my shit out just to let you see
Look bitch, I don't want you to miss it
Crying out for help, nobody listened, so this the ending
Bitch I'm, God, you gon' waste yo' time tryna kill me
Gotta do the shit myself, I'm not no regular nigga, bitch I'm,

Suicidal but I'm cute though
Fuck my bitch I'ma die and get a new hoe
Bipolar nigga fuck around be two ghosts
This bitch blow fuck around leave two holes, game over
Clip full of bullets with my name on it
Done crying, I'm just finna end the pain Momma
Hearing voices in my head, getting hurt by what they saying
I'ma fill this bitch with lead next time they say something
Play with me
Hit the highway to hell, hogging every lane nigga
Flirt with death until I die for real, now I'm her main nigga
Promised that she not gon' put me out if I come stay with her
Left my landlord and got a motherfuckin' gravedigger

Bitch I'm God, bitch on God, ain't a fuckin' ounce of fear in me
Somebody tell death I'm coming, so prepare for me
Suffer from depression, don't nobody think it's real but me
Our brain ain't the same, blow my shit out just to let you see
Look bitch, I don't want you to miss it
Crying out for help, nobody listened, so this the ending
Bitch I'm, God, you gon' waste yo' time tryna kill me
Gotta do the shit myself, I'm not no regular nigga, bitch I'm,

Suicidal but I'm cute though
Found out life was a bitch, now I whoop hoes
Keep a fake smile all these pills keep the truth off
Knocked the soul out him
he ain't have take his shoes off
he played with me
You ain't scared to die, I'm dying to, bitch we playing different
Got a .40, 'bout to make this nigga drank with me
Keep hearing depression ain't real, just 'cause they can't feel it
Fuck this mixtape, I hope I die before this bitch finished
On my way to hell, hogging every fuckin' lane nigga
Steady hearing voices, but ain't talking to the same niggas
Ever chose the place you wanna die, that shit a strange feeling
Fucked around and killed my landlord, I need a gravedigger

Bitch I died, bitch on God, wasn't a fuckin' ounce of fear in me
Somebody told death I'm coming, she prepared for me
Suffer from depression, everybody know it's fake but me
Our brain ain't the same, blew my shit out just so they can see
Look bitch, I don't want you to miss it
Crying out for help, nobody listened, so this the ending
Bitch I'm, God, last nigga died tryna kill me
Gotta do the shit myself I'm not no regular nigga, bitch I

(Bitch I died, bitch I died, bitch I died, bitch I died, God)



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Writer(s): Reject Da Illest
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