Problem
Hm hm hm hm hm
I got a problem
It's a lot of pain still In My heart
A lot of my bread
Knocking off all of my
I don Lost my mind over ah nigga
Who lost feelings before
Done lost my pop to lung cancer
N I still inhaling smoke
Don lost ma to da drank
And lost a few to da streets
Shit got me feeling like maybe
I jus don't feel dis no mo
Ay I got problems wit no closure
I want a better way
Been praying god el have my
Back can't wait for better days
Ain't got no feelings to show
Jus want money to blow
Ain't never quit
But fuck it I just wana get away
Got brothers all in da field
prayin dey gone alright
N If I gota spin
Promise she won't make it thru dat night
Baby dat I Promise
Cus I got problems
N I want mo straps 223s dem sum choppas
N I maybe some real love
Keep dat fuck love from round
Pouring into yo circle feel
Like da only one drowning
Man my vision was cloudy
Glad I finally found me
Hm hm hm hm hm
Ay I got a problem
I don had a lotta long nights
A lot long days
Issa lot pain still n my heart
I done losta a lot of my Folks
A lot of bread
Knockin off all of my oops
Mo money mo problems
No money mo problems
I found my way up outa da darkness
N into my pockets
Dey Say dat dey gon ride wit da team
But don't ride wit ah thing
Lately Dey don't ride witout strings
Das Not surprising to me
Ay I done been up
And still had pain in my heart
Done had to stay down
But never stayed in da dark
From da floor, to da loft
In front da sto, To a spot
Done Blessed a lot of my folks
but now a lot of dem oops
Dey pretending kno dey can't compete
Extendo RIDIN on da seat wit me
Why contest when u can eat wit me
Legally
Too many sleepness nights
Not eatin right
Got me thinkin, i got ah problem
N I done been heart broke
Baby now I'm unbothered
Look where I'm at
N den look back where I had started
If I didn't have da struggle
Den baby I wouldn't go harder
Overthinking a lot
I'm protected wit armor
Hm hm Hm hm hm
I got a problem
I don had a lotta long nights
A lot long days
Issa lot pain still n my heart
I done lost a lot of my Folks
A lot of my bread
Knockin off all of my oops
I got a problem
It's a lot of pain still In My heart
A lot of my bread
Knocking off all of my
I don Lost my mind over ah nigga
Who lost feelings before
Done lost my pop to lung cancer
N I still inhaling smoke
Don lost ma to da drank
And lost a few to da streets
Shit got me feeling like maybe
I jus don't feel dis no mo
Ay I got problems wit no closure
I want a better way
Been praying god el have my
Back can't wait for better days
Ain't got no feelings to show
Jus want money to blow
Ain't never quit
But fuck it I just wana get away
Got brothers all in da field
prayin dey gone alright
N If I gota spin
Promise she won't make it thru dat night
Baby dat I Promise
Cus I got problems
N I want mo straps 223s dem sum choppas
N I maybe some real love
Keep dat fuck love from round
Pouring into yo circle feel
Like da only one drowning
Man my vision was cloudy
Glad I finally found me
Hm hm hm hm hm
Ay I got a problem
I don had a lotta long nights
A lot long days
Issa lot pain still n my heart
I done losta a lot of my Folks
A lot of bread
Knockin off all of my oops
Mo money mo problems
No money mo problems
I found my way up outa da darkness
N into my pockets
Dey Say dat dey gon ride wit da team
But don't ride wit ah thing
Lately Dey don't ride witout strings
Das Not surprising to me
Ay I done been up
And still had pain in my heart
Done had to stay down
But never stayed in da dark
From da floor, to da loft
In front da sto, To a spot
Done Blessed a lot of my folks
but now a lot of dem oops
Dey pretending kno dey can't compete
Extendo RIDIN on da seat wit me
Why contest when u can eat wit me
Legally
Too many sleepness nights
Not eatin right
Got me thinkin, i got ah problem
N I done been heart broke
Baby now I'm unbothered
Look where I'm at
N den look back where I had started
If I didn't have da struggle
Den baby I wouldn't go harder
Overthinking a lot
I'm protected wit armor
Hm hm Hm hm hm
I got a problem
I don had a lotta long nights
A lot long days
Issa lot pain still n my heart
I done lost a lot of my Folks
A lot of my bread
Knockin off all of my oops
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Writer(s): Kayla Jones
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