No Depression - G Herbo

Coulda' got rich, I was 18 had some minor setbacks

Street nigga if I don’t do nothin', Ima run that check back

Couple bitches used to play me, now they get the message

You can keep that pussy baby, I’m not interested

Cross my heart hunnid times a day, I know this shit a blessing

Never gave me shit, got up made a way, learned life from all my lessons

I guess more money and more problems, why a nigga stressin'

About no paper I ain’t stressin, bitch ain’t no depression

About no paper I ain’t stressin, bitch ain’t no depression

I was 16 made 250 off a 14, bought a Smith &Wesson

In the trap house turned it to a 100 when the door ring, gotta stay awake no

more lean, walkin' grams trip

Lookin like a zombie from a horror scene, off 4 red and the 4 green

.30 on me, run up and you know what it’s gon' be

Spread the boy head like oil sheen

Bitches love to whore me, they adore me, ride me like a horsie

I can’t marry you girl you’s a coho, been one way before me

Run a big house, bankroll, purse cost 4 g’s, know you wanna see my Porsche keys

40 more on the dashboard, homie got a GT so he wanna see how the sport be

Self made like a boss B, never got a advance, never needed y’all to endorse me

Worked hard wasn’t shit planned, remember 2010 teacher told me I wouldn’t be

shit and

If I see that hoe bitch, Ima make her so sick, rollie on my wrist cost a whole

brick

They won’t ever see it comin, til it’s over with

My OG told me «if you want sumn' better get at it and if you fail better keep

at it"she'll tell you, «you couldn’t get the bag

You was fumbling"sooner or later, know he got it

I thought my destination was straight to the paper, but fuck that

I learned how to re-route it

And you say that it’s there but G Herbo just nobody handing it to me,

gotta re-count it

And if you want smoke that shit south, better sleep bout it

All that gangsta shit, we bout it, niggas don’t wanna see bout it

Actin' like he bout it, ain’t show us nothin', so we doubt it

And this watch really made to wear on occasions, but I rock nun' under regular

40 Glock in my Ethika’s, don’t try no extra stuff, turn that boy meat to a

vegetable

I was broke, I was stressin' bruh

Pockets negative, now I got zeros with decimals, commas, I mean

Don’t think cause I got the creme, we ain’t toting choppas'

With beams

I’m that nigga in Chiraq but I’m not the King, cause I got enough enemies

And I swear baby, you could hold on to that pussy cause it don’t mean nothin'

to me, no they can’t get enough of the G

Coulda' got rich, I was 18 had some minor setbacks

Street nigga if I don’t do nothin', Ima run that check back

Couple bitches used to play me, now they get the message

You can keep that pussy baby, I’m not interested

Cross my heart hunnid times a day, I know this shit a blessing

Never gave me shit, got up made a way, learned life from all my lessons

I guess more money and more problems, why a nigga stressin'

About no paper I ain’t stressin, bitch ain’t no depression