BYSNick - (8) Missed Calls

Depression
Hit you so bad like a recession
When you're laying in bed and u tryna get up
Tryna wake up, so I call you what's up
Broken bitches all wanted a broken nigga
But they say that their best friend was right
Broken niggas they needed a pretty figure
They can lead home all safe in the night

Depression
Hit you so bad like a recession
Hit you so bad it got aggression
Yeah, it's making it hard to give affection
Yeah, It's leading me in the wrong direction
So I asked for a smoke, tryna make sense of the words cause they writing the path that I spoke

Depression
Hit you so bad like a recession
Hit you so bad it got aggression
Yeah, it's making it hard to give affection
Yeah, It's leading me in the wrong direction
So I asked for a smoke, silently scanning the room while I toke
Silently reading all wrongs that I wrote
tryna make sense of the words cause they writing the path that I spoke
Ever since I was young, with my brothers among yeah I knew that I wanted to float
Float on money so I can buy fast cars
So I started rapping on some beats with guitars
Cause I promised my brothers the stars
But first need the money to rebuild my heart
Needed the money to rebuild my art

Shit is so cold but I got it to start
When shit getting hard you can't rip me apart
So I rap it all over, and over, again
And I rap it all over and over and over again
And over and over and over again

Depression
Hit you so bad like a recession
Hit you so bad it got aggression
Yeah, it's making it hard to give affection
Yeah, It's leading me in the wrong direction
When you're laying in bed and u tryna get up
Tryna wake up, so I call you what's up
Broken bitches all wanted a broken nigga,
But they say that their best friend was right
Broken niggas they needed a pretty figure
They can lead home all safe in the night
So I asked for a smoke, silently scanning the room while I toke
Silently writing the words that I spoke
Silently planning my
Way to the top but I'm gonna stay humble and gonna stay woke
Puff it on quickly I needed that toke
When u asking to try me I thought It's a joke, family behind me sit down and notes
Got the talent of two, and they call me lil boats

Two lil boats, so hop in the back and start taking notes
On my way to the top you'll see all the goats
When they teach you to fly they gun cut your ropes
As soon as you fall cause you just had to stall
At least that you still got a hold of your hopes

Depression
Hit you so bad like a recession
Hit you so bad it got aggression
Yeah, it's making it hard to give affection
Yeah, It's leading me in the wrong direction
So I asked for a smoke, tryna make sense of the words cause they writing the path that I spoke

Written by:
Nick Nagy

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