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squeegie o - depression lyrics

music i’m startin’ to lose interest
lost my job last week due to some b-tch sh-t
discrimination
shorty called me a f-cking idiot
i never listen to others i just think who i think i am
what a coincidence
my mother said the same
but at this moment i ain’t willing to change
if you haven’t noticed i’m going thru thangs
withdrawals and shakes
haven’t gobbled me a pill up in weeks feel like a dead man
just moved out my parents don’t see i’m not a baby
really been on my on mentally since i was 8 b
my love was headed out to job corp
sh-t ain’t the same see
in order to better
the separations the greatest
working in this retail store stealing’ and bakin’
even when i dress fly in my mind a n-gg- fakin’
and the edge of no bread was a flop
i had to step up
under pressure to do better
but how a n-gg-s messed up

(jodi dareal)
chillin’ in the dark room twilight
i really don’t believe in my life
but i keep goin’
i keep goin’
and i go no way
fghting to recover this
simple things i can’t regret
i keep goin’
i keep goin’

while recording my second coming
my uncle got sick from all that cancerous sh-t
it had me buggin’
mixing up my weed with some uncontrollable substance
distancing my self from my family friends and others
but when my uncle needed a hand i’d lend it
shortys out in school
and i’m mackin women pretendin’
like i was in the single life
but really i just wanted love at night
drugged up looking for a hug let me f-ck em right
went home and realized i’m slipping and i’m fallin
there’s no reason that i’m mixing this syrup with alcohol
working my shift one morning and then i got the call
cancer took my uncle life
was like time was a paused
after that i lost a grip in my life
kinda a downfall
pick the pen up mask my pain with lyric down pour
walkin narrow road with no solid ground to lounge on
back in depressions arms
this b-tch loves me to be around more

(squeegie o)
so now
im tryna think about
what to do
its like i’m lost
but
im not lost
i need answers, and i need to get my mind right
on some real sh-t

(beep)
(pops): dean, how you doin’?
i’m at st.george, ill call you back
god bless you very much my seed
(beep)

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