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What you know bout depression and fighting your demons Voice in head trying to tell me I'm tweaking We from that block where they squeeze for no reason Been up bout this money late night I been feening Show no remorse so I'm labeled a demon How you gone judge me when everyone sinning Put all my hope in the game I'm committed Gone run up these racks my people who didn't Smoke medication get high off the feeling To block all them days cause we really was drilling Pop out yo bushes get fully assertive Broad day it get ugly Gang bussing yo fitted Back Inna booth cause they say I'm the sickest Stay out the way I'm just minding my business Focused on money till shit get to piling I'm tryna show momma I'm really the ticket I don't know why all these niggas they hate me Say I'm a bitch well then run up and take it I don't do tweets and sneak dissing on media we tryna run up leave bro onna pavement Can't wife a hoe cause no I can't not save her Youngins on go all need is a payment Peep all the signs since they say I got bigger The closest of friend they even start changing Look in my eyes you ain't feeling this pain Seen momma struggle bad days in the rain Just lost my granny I'm going insane Don't speak on ms Lena for her we buss brains Made you a promise told you i'ma make it Niggas don't like i see in they faces Buss down a down bow And put sacks on the scale We had to come up for who said we was basic Dudi locked up they ain't tryna free cus Shit so fucked up they took him from his son Convicted felon still stay wit a weapon Them boys be bout murder just tryna get funds Please do not play me must think that I'm dumb What you know bout depression and fighting yo demons Voice in head tryna tell me I'm tweaking We from that block where they squeeze for no reason Been up bout this money late night I been feening Show no remorse so I'm labeled a demon How you gone judge me when everyone sinning Put all my hope in the game I'm committed, Gone run up these racks my people who didn't Smoke medication get high off the feeling To block all them days cause we really was drilling Pop out yo bushes get fully assertive Broad day it get ugly Gang bussing yo fitted Back Inna booth cause they say I'm the sickest Stay out the way I'm just minding my business Focused on money till shit get to piling I'm tryna show momma I'm really the ticket