Gotta Problem

Ah!
Yuh!
Ahh shit
Yuh

Got a problem with the structure
I ain't feelin like myself
I been runnin
But I swear that I won't run from
No one else
Got a problem
You can't help me
Gotta solve it on my own
Hit the store
I grab a bottle
Take a sip
And then head home

Pulling in the driveway
Check the clock
It's three am
Wifey in my face
She screaming shit
Like where you been
Took a bar
I had a drink and
Then she start to throw a fit
Don't wear this cross because I'm holy
Baby I'm committing sin

Gotta get home
Love on my bitch
Sit on my throne
I throw the first stone
I'm feeling your hate
Deep in my bones
Didn't put the kid on
All that I got
I got on my own
And now that I'm grown
I'm packing a cone
Straight to the dome

Got a problem with the structure
I ain't feelin like myself
I been runnin
But I swear that I won't run from
No one else
Got a problem
You can't help me
Gotta solve it on my own
Hit the store
I grab a bottle
Take a sip
And then head home
Got a problem with the structure
I ain't feelin like myself
I been runnin
But I swear that I won't run from
No one else
Got a problem
You can't help me
Gotta solve it on my own
Hit the store
I grab a bottle
Take a sip
And then head home



Credits
Writer(s): Cody Peacock
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