Depression 2 SleazyWorld Go

[Intro]
I know you goin' through a lot right now
You can do this, we got this
We gon' pray about it, give it to God
Anything that you can't handle, He can handle
We got this, we number one
Alright
I'ma, I'ma call you

[Chorus]
Feel like I'm dyin' inside, feel like I'm losin'
Losin' myself inside these drugs I been abusin'
I popped a pill to numb the pain, that shit was useless
So much shit runnin' through my brain, I'm finna lose it
Young nigga stressin', fightin' depression
I gave my heart to a bitch, I learned my lesson
Mm, depression, uh, depression

[Verse 1]
Crazy thoughts runnin' through his head
Pray he don't end up dead
He keep on throwin' back them Percs, his body filled with meds
Uh, his body filled with drugs
They took advantage of his heart, they use him for his love
Now he don't give a fuck, they done turned him into a thug
He screamin', "Fuck love"
On that corner, he been hangin' since a jit
Wasn't nobody there for him and ain't nobody give him shit
Ain't nobody look out for him when he was down bad on his dick
He prayin' that he get rich, make it with this music shit
If he don't make it out, he back to stickin' up and shootin' shit
He back to the basics, on that block and his heart been racin'
If he catch a opp, he gon' stalk him down, he ain't finna chase him
Send a hundred shots to his body, watch how they erase him
He ain't goin' out like Big and Pac, his boys gon' have to snake him
Closest to you be the ones who snake you
Look how they did Pac
Swear you gotta keep that bitch up on you, keep one up top