Deep Depression Lyrics – Lil Durk

Read the full Deep Depression lyrics by Lil Durk along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Lil Durk’s music, you can also explore They Want To Be You and Keep on Sippin, two other songs by Lil Durk.

[Verse 1]
You asleep, you want me to fu*k that b!tch you had told Benz to get me
I ain’t understand, he one of them ones and he ain’t friends with n!ggas
Once you lacking, your dawg, he’ll hit your back, that’s why I don’t be playing with n!ggas
Watch them n!ggas close with you, don’t know it be your mans to get you (Yeah, yeah)
Get retainers, not that s*it from the dentist, fix his lawyer issue
That s*it crazy, just get out his cell, he’ll sign your initials
Said this s*it so long, like, “Bro, hold on, make sure the doctor get you” (Hold on)
I just speak my mind, in case you don’t know, this s*it ain’t no competition (No, no)
He not from the streets, he mad at me ’cause I don’t let ’em hop in pictures (No, no)
One thing that I know, we from that bottom, at the top to get you
Got on my Apple Watch, just to check his heart, ’cause this s*it pumping different
I did real s*it, but you gave your loaylty straight to another n!gga
My grandma had told me, she keep me in her prayer (She keep me in her prayer)
Got out of jail, you ain’t seen me nothing, spent my last on a hotel (Spent my last on a hotel)
Why you reject my mail?
Found out J Money got killed
He was dead when I signed my deal
I was sad, I took that L
(I was sad, I took that L, I was sad, I took that L, I was sad, I took that L)

[Chorus]
This s*it get ugly
I don’t know why I love the streets
I don’t know why I love the streets
I don’t know why I love the streets
This s*it get ugly
I don’t know why you fu*k with me
Tell me why you fu*k with me?
Tell me why you fu*k with me? Oh

[Verse 2]
And lil’ Carlito, he one of my brothers, he one of the realest
I hope you accept my apologies, fell out with Rex, I got in my feelings
The s*it you be telling my daugther, whenever she older, the older she’ll get it
I just spoke this s*it into the universe, but the energy coming back different
My money wasn’t long, now I’m tryna save all my n!ggas

You told me the same thing, but I seen you spend it all on b!tches
I tell ’em ’bout my pain, he put coc*ine inside his nose
And you know I respect what you say, but whatever you say, you don’t get ignant
I grew up in apartements, where it was a problem to be a gentleman
And honestly, I done took so many losses, I don’t be feeling
And honesty, I done seen you at your darkest with that Benjamin
I’m an artist, they say how gold my heart is and I’m giving it

[Chorus]
This s*it get ugly
I don’t know why I love the streets
I don’t know why I love the streets
I don’t know why I love the streets
This s*it get ugly
I don’t know why you fu*k with me
Tell me why you fu*k with me?
Tell me why you fu*k with me? Oh