Problemz (feat. Trippy CG)
I was in the booth sortin out my problems
I just need the truth why can't I just solve em
And I was inside my conscious fighting all my demons demons
Devil always scheming scheming
In my room I'm screaming screaming
Aim for the stars achieve it
All of the shit that I've seen
Shit that I been thru wouldn't believe it
And my soul been thru so many lies
You cannot deceive it
I done been stabbed in my back so much man you cannot relieve it
I told that bitch I'm indigo
Where the fuck we finna go
Bitch we got a lot to roll
Smoking is my antidote
Now I'm finally seeing clear
I just ate some paper
And I'm finna face my fears
Facin my demons
Talkin to the man in the mirror
Bitch I'm the man and I'm here
Finna get a hunnid bands in a year
I will never split my check wit no snake
Whole gang eatin up off this plate
She acting like a ten she barley a eight
Do you got bread or you just got cake
I was in the booth sortin out my problems
I just need the truth why can't I just solve em
And I was inside my conscious fighting all my demons demons
Devil always scheming scheming
In my room I'm screaming screaming
Aim for the stars achieve it
All of the shit that I've seen
Shit that I been thru wouldn't believe it
And my soul been thru so many lies
You cannot deceive it
I done been stabbed in my back so much man you cannot relieve it
I just need the truth why can't I just solve em
And I was inside my conscious fighting all my demons demons
Devil always scheming scheming
In my room I'm screaming screaming
Aim for the stars achieve it
All of the shit that I've seen
Shit that I been thru wouldn't believe it
And my soul been thru so many lies
You cannot deceive it
I done been stabbed in my back so much man you cannot relieve it
I told that bitch I'm indigo
Where the fuck we finna go
Bitch we got a lot to roll
Smoking is my antidote
Now I'm finally seeing clear
I just ate some paper
And I'm finna face my fears
Facin my demons
Talkin to the man in the mirror
Bitch I'm the man and I'm here
Finna get a hunnid bands in a year
I will never split my check wit no snake
Whole gang eatin up off this plate
She acting like a ten she barley a eight
Do you got bread or you just got cake
I was in the booth sortin out my problems
I just need the truth why can't I just solve em
And I was inside my conscious fighting all my demons demons
Devil always scheming scheming
In my room I'm screaming screaming
Aim for the stars achieve it
All of the shit that I've seen
Shit that I been thru wouldn't believe it
And my soul been thru so many lies
You cannot deceive it
I done been stabbed in my back so much man you cannot relieve it
Credits
Writer(s): Chase Wright
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