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letra de depression not real - reject da illest

[chorus]
b-tch i’m god!
b-tch on god ain’t a f-ckin ounce of fear in me
somebody tell death i’m coming so prepare for me
suffer from depression don’t n0body think it’s real but me
our brain ain’t the same
blow my sh-t out just to let you see
look b-tch
i don’t want you to miss it
was crying out for help n0body listened so this the ending
b-tch i’m
god! you gon waste yo time tryna k!ll me
gotta do the sh-t myself i’m not no regular n-gga b-tch i’m

[verse 1]
suicidal but i’m cute tho
f-ck my b-tch ima die and get a new hoe bipolar n-gga f-ck around be 2 ghosts this b-tch blow f-ck around leave 2 holes game over
clip full of bullets with my name on it
done crying i’m just finna end the pain momma
hearing voices in my head getting hurt by what they saying imma fill this b-tch with lead next time they say something
play with me
hit the highway to h-ll hogging every lane n-gga
flirt with death until i die for real now i’m her main n-gga
promise that she not gon put me out if i come stay with her
left my landlord and got a m-th-f-ckin grave digger

[chorus]
b-tch i’m god!
b-tch on god ain’t a f-ckin ounce of fear in me
somebody tell death i’m coming so prepare for me
suffer from depression don’t n0body think it’s real but me
our brain ain’t the same
blow my sh-t out just to let you see
look b-tch
i don’t want you to miss it
was crying out for help n0body listened so this the ending
b-tch i’m
god! you gon waste yo time tryna k!ll me
gotta do the sh-t myself i’m not no regular n-gga b-tch i’m

[verse 2]
suicidal but i’m cute tho
found out life was a b-tch now i whoop hoes
keep a fake smile all these pills keep the truth off
knock the soul out em he ain’t have take his shoes off he played with me you ain’t scared to die i’m dying to
b-tch we playing different
got a 40 bout to make this n-gga drank with me
keep hearing depression ain’t real just cuz they can’t feel it
f-ck this mixtape! i hope i die before this b-tch finished on my way to h-ll to h-ll hogging every f-ckin lane n-gga
steady hearing voices but ain’t talking to the same n-ggas
ever chose the place you wanna die that sh-t a strange feeling
f-ck around and k!lled my landlord
i need a gravedigger

[chorus]
b-tch i died
b-tch on god wasn’t a f-ckin ounce of fear in me
somebody told death i’m coming she prepared for me
suffer from depression everybody known it’s fake but me
our brain ain’t the same
blew my sh-t out just so they can see
look b-tch
i don’t want you to miss it
was crying out for help n0body listened so this the ending
b-tch i’m
god! last n-gga died tryna k!ll me
gotta do the sh-t myself i’m not no regular n-gga… b-tch!

- reject da illest

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