Deal With It

A lot of things I could've did different
Put food in they hands, they was still switching
We just niggas falling victim to a broken system

I got a lot of problems, I just deal with em
Yeah, uh, uh, woah

I got a lot of problems, I just deal with it
Uh, okay

I got a lot of problems, but I
Shit done stopped adding up, it ain't making no sense
She never really want to speak after our latest events
Bikini on the balcony, she been throwing me hints

She want sexual relations, I swear I'm convinced
I peeped the side eye on my entrance, niggas looking tense
He grabbed his girl closer, insecure as a bitch
I don't want your girl dawg, she not up to speed

I teach her game then I put her all in double G
Luckily these niggas knew they couldn't fuck with me
I'm luxury, I keep a dime with me cuddling
Counting money, also doing a lot of other things

The money really like a bed, I keep it under me
I bought my yellowbone a car, I call them Bumblebee
She pour me lemonade fresh with the lemon squeeze
Then it got crazy, how the hell she end up on her knees

She Portuguese I taught her Guap, now she speak Guapanese
I can't even go to sleep, I'm waking up, you mad at me
Waking up and you mad at me
I'ma eat that pussy up in the morning, you was half asleep
I'ma put you back to sleep, you ain't know you had a freak

A lot of things I could've did different
Put food in their hands, they was still switching
We just niggas falling victim to a broken system

I got a lot of problems, I just deal with em
I got a lot of problems, I just deal with it
I'm doing meetings with some people you could never reach
I got a bad lil bae from Georgia and she got the peach

We used to mess up sheets
Now we in the same room she never speak
I just gotta let it be
Hard to focus on you when I'm out the country gone, for several weeks
Keep it cool before any altercation turns to Rest In Peace

Lately add tequila subtract emotion has been the recipe
Can't let 'em get the best of me, she want to swallow the rest of me
If they in my circle, that just mean that they kept it G

I guess it's safe to say I let her get ahead of me
Forget about a bitch, I'm counting money that's my specialty
She ask if I put money before her, I said definitely
I'm a young nigga, I got money, ain't got no felonies

You can't even take your bitch to dinner
Nigga she better with me
She better with me, yeah
She better with me
A lot of things I could've did different

Put food in they hands, they was still switching
We just niggas falling victim to a broken system
I got a lot of problems, I just deal with 'em
I just deal with em

I got a lot of problems, I just deal with it
I just deal with em



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Writer(s): Floyd Ellison
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