What's That They Say?
Ayy!
TD got TD!
Hpeey on the beat!
Rhyda on the m&m!
Yay!
(Laughter)
Yeah!
Aye!
What's that they say? (that they say, huh)
That boy got head problems (head problems, oh, oh)
What's that they say? (that they say)
That boy way too strange (way too strange, huh, huh)
What's that they say? (that they say, huh, huh)
What's that they say? (that they say, huh, huh)
What's that they say? (that they say, huh, huh)
What's that they say? (that they say, huh, huh, huh, huh)
Lovely nieces looking up to me, can't be on no foolery
All eggs in this basket got to move carefully
They allow me rap, they know I really know mastery
The beat so good, unheard of, a gift from Hpeey
47 a piece, how it started and really went
Satan giving out more jobs than my government
They do dirt and tell, "All these blessings Heaven sent
Ain't no freedom, ain't no justice, what's happening?
Love to drip, but want no Chanel to Fendi on my report sheet
Even being broke, I never rocked fake shit
I'm that bad boy with good genes in ripped jeans
"You do drugs", laughed like she cracked jokes
No woman of my dreams, focusing on my dreams
Can't be that hurt rapper rocking VVS' chains
"Ion believe in love", one of my boos said I changed
Ain't real love if mom and paps blood ain't running through them veins
What's that they say? (that they say, huh)
That boy got head problems (head problems, oh, oh)
What's that they say? (that they say)
That boy way too strange (way too strange, huh, huh)
What's that they say? (that they say, huh)
That boy got head problems (head problems, oh, oh)
What's that they say? (that they say)
That boy way too strange (way too strange, huh, huh)
Dead broke in this land of the living
Told mama, "Getting us out this grave
Mama don't treat it as an honour
I know you ain't go to college
Nearly did dirt
Motherland as a parent done failed
It was hard then I gave mama rocks
Oh my God, we just got back from IceBox
Family tree gotta start making paper
I stay focused ion smoke 'em trees
I got problems
I got a problem with sharing my problems
What's that they say? (that they say, huh)
That boy got head problems (head problems, oh, oh)
What's that they say? (that they say)
That boy way too strange (way too strange, huh, huh)
What's that they say? (that they say, huh)
That boy got head problems (head problems, oh, oh)
What's that they say? (that they say)
That boy way too strange (way too strange, huh, huh)
TD got TD!
Hpeey on the beat!
Rhyda on the m&m!
Yay!
(Laughter)
Yeah!
Aye!
What's that they say? (that they say, huh)
That boy got head problems (head problems, oh, oh)
What's that they say? (that they say)
That boy way too strange (way too strange, huh, huh)
What's that they say? (that they say, huh, huh)
What's that they say? (that they say, huh, huh)
What's that they say? (that they say, huh, huh)
What's that they say? (that they say, huh, huh, huh, huh)
Lovely nieces looking up to me, can't be on no foolery
All eggs in this basket got to move carefully
They allow me rap, they know I really know mastery
The beat so good, unheard of, a gift from Hpeey
47 a piece, how it started and really went
Satan giving out more jobs than my government
They do dirt and tell, "All these blessings Heaven sent
Ain't no freedom, ain't no justice, what's happening?
Love to drip, but want no Chanel to Fendi on my report sheet
Even being broke, I never rocked fake shit
I'm that bad boy with good genes in ripped jeans
"You do drugs", laughed like she cracked jokes
No woman of my dreams, focusing on my dreams
Can't be that hurt rapper rocking VVS' chains
"Ion believe in love", one of my boos said I changed
Ain't real love if mom and paps blood ain't running through them veins
What's that they say? (that they say, huh)
That boy got head problems (head problems, oh, oh)
What's that they say? (that they say)
That boy way too strange (way too strange, huh, huh)
What's that they say? (that they say, huh)
That boy got head problems (head problems, oh, oh)
What's that they say? (that they say)
That boy way too strange (way too strange, huh, huh)
Dead broke in this land of the living
Told mama, "Getting us out this grave
Mama don't treat it as an honour
I know you ain't go to college
Nearly did dirt
Motherland as a parent done failed
It was hard then I gave mama rocks
Oh my God, we just got back from IceBox
Family tree gotta start making paper
I stay focused ion smoke 'em trees
I got problems
I got a problem with sharing my problems
What's that they say? (that they say, huh)
That boy got head problems (head problems, oh, oh)
What's that they say? (that they say)
That boy way too strange (way too strange, huh, huh)
What's that they say? (that they say, huh)
That boy got head problems (head problems, oh, oh)
What's that they say? (that they say)
That boy way too strange (way too strange, huh, huh)
Credits
Writer(s): Yaw Takyi
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