Catrome - Fuck Depression Lyrics

We asking for things and
Not offering things and
Trying to live like kings and
Trying to hear me sing and I
Want diamond rings like
Ariel looking ass like
Look at all of my things

Stories on gram making you turn green
Chasing that stack like f*ckin fiend
Selling your soul for a quick fix
Cry but you stop for a quick pic click

Why you stuntin?
What?
Got a lil dick?

Too much fake shit
Starting to feel kinda sick

And when the sadness comes creepin in
I hope you do not give into sin
I hope you call me up cause
Cause that sounds like a win win

And I'll tell you
F*ck jealousy
F*ck possession
F*ck the haters
F*ck depression

On God you should know
I'm making all of these my last lessons

We all have our secrets
The smell of you secrates this

I got skeltons in my closet
They dance and keep me sleepless

Got you actin like a fetus
But what happened to your sweetness
You're lack of meekness is your weakness
Your penis additude is grievous

You're actions are kinda seedless
You're leadership is sheepish
You're dreamlessness has left me speachless
Baby it sounds like you need Jesus

You're giving off negitivity
And I swear I really don't need this

Because
When the sadness comes creepin in
I hope you do not give into sin
I hope you call me up cause
Cause that sounds like a win win

And I'll tell you
F*ck jealousy
F*ck possession
F*ck the haters
F*ck depression

Hearts on their sleeve but they're too long
Like you tryna hide it
I don't want your heart baby
I wanna be inside it
Fight for yourself don't be quiet
Love you so much I'd start a riot
Ass so fat baby f*ck
I forgot about my diet

You're looking for the love plug and
I'm trying to supply it
I saw a piece of you when you lost it
And I'm trying to help you find it

And when the sadness comes creepin in
I hope you do not give into sin
I hope you call me up cause
Cause that's a win win

And I'll tell you
F*ck jealousy
F*ck possession
F*ck the haters
F*ck depression

On God you should know
I'm making all of these my last confessions