Prblmz

Writing up a song been a problem for a couple months
Don't know what it is the environment or the funds
Everything corrupted environment for my sons
They said it was illegal but they chop it by the tons

Miles away from home
Growing on my own
Facing troubles and I put 'em in a song
Seeing doubles when I see her in a thong
Hear the bubbles I'm sparking up on my bong

My mind is kinda clouded
Lost it then I found
I be in the sky but my homies they keep me grounded
Don't know what I said but she doesn't like how it sounded
Stories of the past, ones guiding me forward
But sometimes I get lost don't know what I'm moving toward

Would you believe I was faded,
When I made it
Would you believe I was faded,
When I said it,
Would you believe I don't care about being famous,
Fuckin up the game and I'm waiting until they blame us
You can keep the mask but the music is still contagious
Fuck the fame
The acclaim
I just wanna do something to be proud of my name
And if it came with dollars I would still do it the same
I'm long gone but the verses still remain
To Hong Kong I'll be flying out my dame
The shit I could attain if I'd only put my mind to it and focus on the aim



Credits
Writer(s): Teupel Jean-hugo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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