Lyrics No Depression - G Herbo

Ay
Ay, turn the beat up, turn my headphones up
Turn my headphones up
G Herbo

Coulda′ got rich, I was 18 had some minor setbacks
Street nigga, if I don't do nothin′, I'ma 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,
20 to a 100 when the door ring, gotta stay awake no more lean
Walk in gram′s crib lookin' like a zombie
From a horror scene, off 4 red and the 4 green
30 on me, run up then you know what it′s gon' be
Spray 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
Want 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 ho bitch,
I′ma make her so sick, Rollie on my wrist cost a whole brick
They won't ever see it comin′, 'til it's over with

Coulda′ got rich, I was 18 had some minor setbacks
Street nigga, if I don′t do nothin', I′ma 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

My OG told me,
"If you want some better get at it and if you fail better keep at it"
She'll tell you, "You couldn't get the bag, you was fumblin′"
Sooner or later, though, 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
Trust 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 mine on the regular
.40 Glock in my Ethikas
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 cream, 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', I′ma 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