All this depression all up in my body I can’t help it I can’t see nobody I just be stuck in my head Wanna run up wit somebody And get some bread who knew You were the feds we wear blue but you always wore red you killed my emotions Like it was a bomb explosion with all yo Aggressive weapons you could of shot me You could of just shot me I am all alone now with All this depression I can’t help it no more trying to move in I gotta kid on the way I don’t want him to take the road I felt and went down yous looking at me you looking funny like a clown If I knew you wasn’t gang I wouldn’t let in you like you was fam all I heard was the Gun go bam bam you shot my own nigga now we gotta beef why do people gotta look in my past I was a criminal but that’s Not who i am today I am wit the people I love now what you gotta say you playin With the wrong crowd we a gang i never lie I be laying people like you in the sky It’s a 187 body’s floating in the ski now everyone traumatized they be like youngin flow why you look so fly I be praying to god let me live life you gotta treat people the way you wanna be treated youngins looking at me saying you do right let’s ride for you I tell ‘‘em y’all gotta do what’s right my life is already fucked it’s how’s it been I got cases a pond cases but one day all y’all youngins gonna learn like I did slid for the wrong people they be all snitching one you cuz they can that’s y I am so depressed looking at all these obituaries I lost to many people I can’t lose the one I really care bout real shit so I am outta this life now I gotta be honest I rather take a bullet for all my brothers we grew up together I wish we could’ve cam farther harsher to say I gotta be alone in my thoughts cuz I am tripin who with me we all demons