I Ain't Depressed - Dropout Kings, Hacktivist

Get gone get gone get gone get gone

Look at em, look at em, look at em

I won’t forgive you, fuck that shit

I’m lookin at your picture, now it makes me sick

I hate your motherfuckin' guts and let it show

Wear my motherfuckin' heart out on my sleeve now so you know

I’ll cut a bitch quick if she gets on my nerves

Kill your god, burn your town, bet my bond is my word

They say hey you’ll be okay, but I crash and I swerve

Rolling up with these mutilated fingertips

Bitch I ain’t depressed (yeah, I’ll admit it)

Yeah motherfuckr I’ll admit it that I’m stressed (yeah, I’ll admit it)

But I’m a boss, I’m a bast like i’m the best (yeah, I’ll admit it)

I’m bout to put all this other shit to rest (yeah, I’ll admit it)

Just gotta tell myself that I ain’t that depressed (yeah, I’ll admit it)

When you’re coming up tryna make a name (yeah, I’ll admit it)

Mothafuckas get ya caught up in the game (yeah, I’ll admit it)

But when you get the money and ya got the fame

Your life can never even be the fucking same

I don’t really give a fuck about the cash or bling

Came up from the gutter think I’m not gonna swing?

Internet gangsters trying to get underneath my skin

I got punchlines and I’ll aim for ya chin

Yea I get stressed but I ain’t depressed

Play another fest get it all off my chest

Niggas wanna test

Ready for the beef to commence

Come to ya ends in a bulletproof vest

No whip pull up on a black BMX

Now these pricks all wanna make amends

Know about my gang from da east to the west

Fuck boy u don’t wanna see me vex

Look at them swinging their fists

Fights in the mosh pit making a mess

Front line reciting lyrics

I wrote down at my desk

I don’t do this on purpose

Cannot resist

What did I do to deserve this

Glorious gift

I thank you, yes you

For giving me the, power needed to

Defeat this beast with his hands around my neck

I grab his horns and I rip them out his head

Yeah I get stressed but no way

Bitch I ain’t depressed (yeah, I’ll admit it)

Yeah motherfucker I’ll admit it that I’m stressed (yeah, I’ll admit it)

But I’m a boss, I’m a beast like i’m the best (yeah, I’ll admit it)

I’m bouta put all this other shit to rest (yeah, I’ll admit it)

Just gotta tell myself that I ain’t that depressed (yeah, I’ll admit it)

When you’re coming up tryna make a name (yeah, I’ll admit it)

Mothafuckas get ya caught up in the game (yeah, I’ll admit it)

But when you get the money and ya got the fame

Your life can never even be the fucking same

Not giving up, I’ll hunt you down, this my revenge and shit

You been a fake, you brought me down, claiming you fixin shit

Say your sorry, hate me no more, you wanna kill this shit?

But I don’t feel that shit, not even a little bit

DOK turnt in this motherfucker

We back, big dick swaggin, nuts still hangin

And I’m feeling like a super saiyan, you feel me?

Watch your bitch before she gets snatched up

Bitch I ain’t depressed (yeah, I’ll admit it)

Yeah motherfucker I’ll admit it that I’m stressed (yeah, I’ll admit it)

But I’m a boss, I’m a beast like l’m the best (yeah, I’ll admit it)

I’m bouta put all this other shit to rest (yeah, I’ll admit it)

Just gotta tell myself that I ain’t that depressed (yeah, I’ll admit it)

When you’re coming up tryna make a name (yeah, I’ll admit it)

Mothafuckas get ya caught up in the game (yeah, I’ll admit it)

But when you get the money and ya got the fame

Your life can never even be the fucking same

Look at the crowd

Look at it

Look at the style

Look at it

Look at the clout

Look at it

Look at me now

Look at em

Look at the moves

Look at em

Look at dem boys

Look at em

Look at em now

Look at em

Look at em, look at em, look at em

Get gone get gone get gone get gone

Look at em, look at em, look at em