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letra de depression - gunna

lyrics from b.i.a

[verse 1: bslime]
the opps k!lled my homie, and now it time to get payback (payback)
that n-gga have no where to stay at (stay at)
we pest control and they are rats (they rats)
you shouldn’t of never have say that (say that)
got some more chains and, i bout another one, and another one
you like him you are daddy son, i don’t know why they mad at us, why
you better do your time, why, you better do it to survive, why
cause those rats gone to die, yea, and we do not lies

[chorus: juice wrld]
ohhh, when you coming home
ohhh, when can you come home
ohhh, now i’m depressed through
yea, i ready to sn-tch a soul
ohhh, when you coming home
ohhh, when can you come home
ohhh, now i’m depressed through
yea, i ready to sn-tch a soul, why
[verse 2: gunna]
i been ready to sn-tch one, why, i been ready to cap one, why
the rats tell the truth and lies so we gonna wack ‘em, that why
and we going to shoot up that club, yeah, cause they goin to pay
and we going to shoot up the bloods, yeah, cause we in different gangs
she so depressed about her ex she want me to tap in (tap in)
that n-gga want her now that sh-t is tragic (tragic)
n-gga i’m laughing cause you thing can break her heart so she fell usless
but i can pull up with a new whip (new), and you can pull up with a new b-tch (new)
you is just foolish (who), i don’t wanna put her on my wish list (who)
he seven passed eleven, why is he so depression, why
why do she want me to step in, why, and she know i’m a menace, why
i put my heart in this sh-t and good karma help me, ohh
i can pull up in a ram, or a classic chevy, yea
i can sl!ck pimp do not test me, why
cause i keep my muscles heavy, and i keep my gang right beside me
n-ggas asking about my mission, yea
to find out why these fools depresion, i been doin this sh-t for a quick minute (let go)
it fell like forever so how i can forget it
i don’t wanna relive it, yeah
i’m going back to atlanta, i’m going back to my city, yeah, yeah

[chours: juice wrld]
when you coming home (coming home)
ohhh, when can you come home (please come home)
ohhh, now i’m depressed though (so depressed though)
yea, i ready to sn-tch a soul (i ready to k!ll a n-gga)
ohhh, when you coming home
ohhh, when can you come home
ohhh, now i’m depressed through
yea, i ready to sn-tch a soul

- gunna

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