So Real

So real (Felipe S)

In the tinted out windows (Ooah)

And I can't see where that light shine

I just know what I know (Hah)

(This Vade on the keys)

Depression is so real

Watered down windows

And I can’t see where that light shine

’Cause I'm so caught in what I know

They don’t see the sh!t that I see

They don't feel the things that I feel

The be cappin' for they ig

And they swear to God they so real

You know f*ck 'bout how they pay me

Long as my sons know whom I is

Nut about it, 'notha one kill

I’m saw your paranoid, your brain chills

And I'm dead, president's brain pills on me, you no good

Like why the f*ck should I go back to my own hood?

Yo conversation ain’t good

My pain be rainin’ down my facе just like Floyd

At the club that night they touch I blood

Rеlocate to Utah I should

Four inches go out to payroll, rock

I’ma put the GT up in four throttle

Took her wrist and put the cardio at raw

Double bag Hermes all up inside of it

Bam got the band on the one and sidin’

Shoot 200, n!gga, better hunnid thousand

Leave that n!gga livin', kill the ones 'round me

Back again once the night's fallin’

I said yeah

It's a scheme after a dream he be callin'

My brother playin' then I'm all in

I don't know them then, I ain't talkin'

We gon' stalk 'em all damn mornin'

When the dogs out we gon' off him

They gon' bring me down 'til I'm down in jail

Don't be waterin' if you still in depression

Depression is so real

Watered down windows

And I can't see where that light shine

’Cause I'm so caught in what I know (Woo)

Depression is so real

I’m in the watered down windows (Skrrt)

And I can't see where that light shine

I just know what I know (Hah)

Pull up with the windows tinted with the glazy

Spin it, ain't nothin' off limit, we gon' slide

Amy Whinehouse fade to black, made millies off the trap

Knock your head of the map, when we fire (Woo)

Price of fame ain't cheaper than your thoughts

It put demons in they hearts

You can't even turn to people

’Cause hurt people hurt people

I be swervin' off the drink

I be movin' off the like I'm Flint

I be dryin' off the ink

When we hop out n!ggas faint

Lord, I light yo ass up 'til you get on fire (B-B-B-Bye)

Where there's smoke there's fire (Montana)

Depression is so real

Watered down windows

And I can't see where that light shine

’Cause I'm so caught in what I know