Problem Child

Problem
You don't really want a problem
But now you've motherfucking got one
Are you looking for a problem, problem, problem, problem?

5:00 AM, cops at my door
Let's go find out what they knockin' for
This could be a problem we couldn't afford
But they won't find the dope cause it's under the floor

Looking at my moly, yes about that time
Before I leave the crib I gotta cock that nine
We roll deep, need two or three sprinters
Lookin' like the last supper when we eat dinner
Paparazzi make me lose my cool
Don't try to play cause I'm not that dude
Fuck the law cause my name ain't "you"
I'm a born leader, I don't follow the rules
Sss, I got a short fuse

When I stick two fingers I leave your face bruised
Who can't pay whe a nigga pays due
Ain't no way, ain't no way we can lose
I'm a watermelon-chicken-eating, blood-smoking
Handy trigger, guts open, always creeping
Dice rolling and we're scheming
Might blow for any reason
Eyes glow, I see a heathen
Double crossing, don't believe it
Still down in an inner demon
Holy now
Holy now

When you come down terrorizing your town
When I wrote my rules and we out on a prowl
If you didn't know it, you're knowin' it now
I'll always be a motherfucking problem child
We is what everybody warns you about
Better stay clear when you see us around
If you didn't know it, you're knowin' it now
I'll always be a motherfucking problem child

Onyx comin' through, we raisin' hell
Just saw the Devil, we blazed the L
A few of us spent a couple days in jail
We used the tour money to raise the bail
Everyone round here know I got the crew with me
The boy keepin' one hunnids like two-fifties
Weed in the telly, that's another two-fifty
Wet towels at the door but the weed was too piffy

I'm a problem child, I be throwin tantrums
Drank too much and threw up in the Phantom
I'm no fool comin up with anthems
Make niggas start throwin up their handguns
You keep away, I start stompin' my feet
Havin' a fit, breaking everything in my reach
I gotta breathe deep and count to ten
One, two, three, fuck that shit
Holy now
Holy now

When you come down terrorizing your town
When I wrote my rules and we out on a prowl
If you didn't know it, you're knowin' it now
I'll always be a motherfucking problem child
We is what everybody warns you about
Better stay clear when you see us around
If you didn't know it, you're knowin' it now
I'll always be a motherfucking problem child

Problem
You don't really want a problem
But now you've motherfucking got one
Are you looking for a problem, problem, problem, problem?
Problem
You don't really want a problem
But now you've motherfucking got one
Are you looking for a problem, problem, problem, problem?



Credits
Writer(s): Sam C. Phillips
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