Fighting Depression

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Young Thug - Rap, In English

Fighting Depression

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[Intro] Just tired of fightin', I just wanna give it up, you know what I'm sayin' It's like I just need you, you know what I'm sayin' at this point, it's like Nigga, I seen goddamn a picture of your feet Bitch, that shit be havin' a nigga thinkin', like, it's crazy [Chorus] Okay, even though my mama taught me manners I was puffin' hard as I can, forgettin' the ashes Put the top off when I'm ridin' with a baddie 'Cause I don't know if she can handle harassment (Yeah) She saw me thinkin' in my mind and imagined Then said if she was in my mind, she would've crashed it Callin' for new girls, I need a castin' I'm convinced that women world's so dramatic (Yeah) [Verse 1] Tom Ford glasses when I'm stackin' (Yeah) Get geeked out in my mind, I understand it (Yeah) I'm kinda gettin' tired of backstabbin' (Ooh) I kill all you bastards like an assassin Drink some tropical cotton candy (Cotton) That's how you overcome all the damages Why we gotta listen to our teachers and give 'em manners? (Yeah) When the shit they teachin' us is more damage? (Woo, woo) Tired out, she said she gone, she tired of tryin' now (She said she gone, she said she gone) Give a dog a bone, she told me "Nah-nah" (Give me a bone, she told me "Nah-nah") Why when she gone, I see the signs now? (Okay, I see the truth) Fighting with depression, think I'm dyin' now Sometimes, I feel like blowin' my mind out Probably would've been did if I ain't have a child now Or if I didn't the smile of my mama, and my father I'm interested in weapons and it's clearly showin' (Woo, woo) I'm walkin' with depression and it's clearly showin' (Woo, woo) I couldn't see my direction if it was nearly shown' (Woo, woo) I'm thinkin' about nothin' and it's clearly showin' (Woo, woo) You can see the look in my eyes and see you matter more than everything (Woo, woo) I'm 'bout to see 'bout you guys in one second, that's on everything (Ayy, woo) Yeah, these niggas fake in disguise, so when I watch, I watch everything (Haha) I see the envy in they eyes, soon as I sleep I rock every chain (Put it all on) And you can't tell me that I'm wrong (Ooh, ooh) They used to tell me that I'm trippin' when I'm on (Woo, woo) And you can't tell me who I can and can't put on (Woo, woo) The knowledge I developed, wrote it for my kids in stone [Bridge] Yeah, even though I'm so superb it's like It's like I'm fightin' for somethin' I deserve, you know what I'm sayin'? Like It's not a great feelin', you know what I'm sayin'? At all (Slatt) [Verse 2] They droppin' roses on the casket (Yeah, yeah) When nothin' about that romantic This shit get under my skin like it's scabbin' Droppin' the top like an assassin (Yeah) Ferrari came with horses, no carriage (Ooh) Paid the hoe to get an abortion, I'm savage Be quiet and let your eyes heal and when they ramblin' You'll see the moment niggas' heart get off balance 'Cause how you gon' leave me before you find out? (How you gon' leave?) How you gon' leave me 'fore you find out? (How you gon leave?) You remember the hill I helped you climb now, huh? (Do you remember?) You can see in my eyes, I'm never lyin' now I'm part of the reason it's jets that you ridin' now Man, I'm so sick and tired of cryin' now I had to wipe my eyes before they dry out I blame my dad for all this Prada, uh (Ow) I had to wipe my eyes before they dried (Ow) I'll shoot all of 'em and watch 'em die (Brrt, brrt, ah) Yeah, yeah (Hrrt, hrrt, ah) Ooh, I want a brand new Rolls Royce truck Ooh, I wanna start it all over (Start it all over) Ooh, I'll snake you out, I'm King Cobra, yeah, yeah LA, we gon' eat up at the Nova (Nova) Like the 'Nolia, baby, you the one yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] Okay, even though my mama taught me manners I was puffin' hard as I can, forgettin' the ashes Put the top off when I'm ridin' with a baddie 'Cause I don't know if she can handle harassment (Yeah) She saw me thinkin' in my mind and imagined Then said if she was in my mind, she would've crashed it Callin' for new girls, I need a castin' I'm convinced that women world's so dramatic (Yeah)

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  • ATL Jacob
  • Young Thug