Deep Depression Lyrics – Lil Durk
You asleep, you want me to *** that *** you had told Benz to get me
I ain’t understand, he one of them ones, and he ain’t friends with niggas
Once you lackin’, your dawg, he’ll hit your back, that’s why I don’t be playin’ with niggas
Watch them niggas close with you, don’t know it be your mans to get you (Yeah, yeah)
Get retainers, not that *** from the dentist, fix his lawyer issue
That *** crazy, just get out his cell, he’ll sign your initials
Said this *** so long, like, “Bro, hold on, make sure the doctor get you” (Hold on)
I just speak my mind, in case you don’t know, this *** ain’t no competition (No, no)
He not from the streets, he mad at me ’cause I don’t let ’em hop in pictures (No, no)
One thing that I know, we from that bottom, at the top to get you
Got on my Apple Watch, just to check his heart, ’cause this *** pumpin’ different
I did real ***, but you gave your loyalty straight to another ***
My grandma had told me, she keep me in her prayer (She keep me in her prayer)
Got out of jail, you ain’t seen me nothin’, spent my last on a hotel (Spent my last on a hotel)
Why you reject my mail?
Found out J Money got killed
He was dead when I signed my deal
I was sad, I took that L
(I was sad, I took that L, I was sad, I took that L, I was sad, I took that L)
This *** get ugly
I don’t know why I love the streets
I don’t know why I love the streets
I don’t know why I love the streets
This *** get ugly
I don’t know why you *** with me
Tell me why you *** with me?
Tell me why you *** with me? Oh
And little Carlito, he one of my brothers, he one of the realest
I hope you accept my apologies, fell out with Rex, I got in my feelings
The *** you be tellin’ my daughter, whenever she older, the older she’ll get it
I just spoke this *** into the universe, but the energy comin’ back different
My money wasn’t long, now I’m tryna save all my niggas
You told me the same thing, but I seen you spend it all on ***
I tell ’em ’bout my pain, he put *** inside his nose
And you know I respect what you say, but whatever you say, you don’t get ignant
I grew up in apartments, where it was a problem to be a gentleman
And honestly, I done took so many losses, I don’t be feelin’
And honesty, I done seen you at your darkest with that Benjamin
I’m a artist, they say how gold my heart is, and I’m givin’ it
This *** get ugly
I don’t know why I love the streets
I don’t know why I love the streets
I don’t know why I love the streets
This *** get ugly
I don’t know why you *** with me
Tell me why you *** with me?
Tell me why you *** with me? Oh