From this pain and depression.
What up girl, tell me how you been
Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin
You caught me in a state of depression
Enough oppression, leading to depression
Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception
And i'm a just take another guess
All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth
So if it comes down, may the best man win
Eventually leading you to depression
Savin' up 24 bullets with gun
Morphine all up in the system
Refused to look into the skies
Pussy and patron that's some great advice
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