G Herbo - No Depression lyrics

Coulda’ got rich, I was 18 had some minor setbacks Street n***a if I don’t do nothin’, Ima run that check back Couple b**hes used to play me, now they get the message You can keep that p**y baby, I’m not interested Cross my heart hunnid times a day, I know this sh** a blessing Never gave me sh**, got up made a way, learned life from all my lessons I guess more money and more problems, why a n***a stressin’ About no paper I ain’t stressin, b**h ain’t no depression About no paper I ain’t stressin, b**h ain’t no depression I was 16 made 250 off a 14, bought a Smith & Wesson In the trap house turned it to a 100 when the door ring, gotta stay awake no more lean, walkin’ grams trip Lookin like a zombie from a horror scene, off 4 red and the 4 green .30 on me, run up and you know what it’s gon’ be Spread the boy head like oil sheen b**hes love to who*e me, they adore me, ride me like a horsie I can’t marry you girl you’s a coho, been one way before me Run a big house, bankroll, purse cost 4 g’s, know you wanna see my Porsche keys 40 more on the dashboard, homie got a GT so he wanna see how the sport be Self made like a boss B, never got a advance, never needed y’all to endorse me Worked hard wasn’t sh** planned, remember 2010 teacher told me I wouldn’t be sh** and If I see that hoe b**h, Ima make her so sick, rollie on my wrist cost a whole brick They won’t ever see it comin, til it’s over with My OG told me “if you want sumn’ better get at it and if you fail better keep at it” she’ll tell you, “you couldn’t get the bag You was fumbling” sooner or later, know he got it I thought my destination was straight to the paper, but f** that I learned how to re-route it And you say that it’s there but G Herbo just nobody handing it to me, gotta re-count it And if you want smoke that sh** south, better sleep bout it All that gangsta sh**, we bout it, n***as don’t wanna see bout it Actin’ like he bout it, ain’t show us nothin’, so we doubt it And this watch really made to wear on occasions, but I rock nun’ under regular 40 Glock in my Ethika’s, don’t try no extra stuff, turn that boy meat to a vegetable I was broke, I was stressin’ bruh Pockets negative, now I got zeros with decimals, commas, I mean Don’t think cause I got the creme, we ain’t toting choppas’ With beams I’m that n***a in Chiraq but I’m not the King, cause I got enough enemies And I swear baby, you could hold on to that p**y cause it don’t mean nothin’ to me, no they can’t get enough of the G Coulda’ got rich, I was 18 had some minor setbacks Street n***a if I don’t do nothin’, Ima run that check back Couple b**hes used to play me, now they get the message You can keep that p**y baby, I’m not interested Cross my heart hunnid times a day, I know this sh** a blessing Never gave me sh**, got up made a way, learned life from all my lessons I guess more money and more problems, why a n***a stressin’ About no paper I ain’t stressin, b**h ain’t no depression