The Problem

She was sour like rotten fruit, whoa
No, I don't got a problem, no
No, I don't got no problems, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah
Let the sunbeams come through the panoramic sunroof and shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah, uh

The sun came out today and shined on my Cartier (aha)
Photosynthesis for the plants, it was hardly fair
My composure limitless, not impaired by a common stare
I lit a J, the pain from yesterday, it was hardly there
Tumeric and neem, B12, zinc, elderberry
Lucrative routines, jet skiing in mid-February (whoa)
Pull up in the foreign, I might pull up in the classic
Evil fender bender, I ain't really trippin' over that shit

Less stressin', I just move my pen and make the cash print
But mentionin' my business wrong, you might just get your ass kicked
Muay Thai stance and do a backflip lookin' fresh as fuck
Used to measure stuff when my Glock could never measure up (whaa)
Weatherproof, yeah, I really made it through the storm and snow
Had to get it crackin' with a package that would form from glow
All I know, I got a lot of gratitude and passion too
Masterful craftsmanship on the cube and on my clavicle, woah

Enjoyin' the fruits of my labor when I started, it was rotten
Nowadays, I be in the tropics playin' possum (possum)
I started from the bottom, the real bottom
Nowadays, I don't got a problem, I am the problem
Enjoyin' the fruits of my labor when I started, it was rotten
Nowadays, I be in the tropics playin' possum
I started from the bottom, the real bottom
Nowadays, I don't got a problem, I am the problem

The sun came out today, I remember when it didn't much (ya remember that)
Way before my wrist would plush, never had no pick-me-up (no pick-me-up)
Silly ducks hittin' my line now, they tryna find out (hello)
I remember bein' down on my luck, I was gettin' slimmed out
Now we play the balcony and toast, it's motivational
I used to be complacent in the basement, I couldn't take it though
I really got all my shit, I always knew it would take a while
In the face of adversity, I always knew how to fake a smile

Now I leave my competition, respirator style
Climb the ladder to success, escalator style
Elevators in the building, no piss in it
Rich as shit (imagine that), killin' shit, people thinkin' the pill I took was limitless (whoa)
Critics got opinions, I ain't really wanna talk much (shh)
I'm vicious with the bars, your top five could get chalked up (ya)
I vividly remember all the hardships, got bossed up
Gettin' my car washed every other day, they said I was washed up (what?)

Enjoyin' the fruits of my labor, when I started it was rotten
Nowadays, I be in the tropics playin' possum (possum)
I started from the bottom, the real bottom
Nowadays, I don't got a problem, I am the problem
Enjoyin' the fruits of my labor, when I started it was rotten
Nowadays, I be in the tropics playin' possum (aha)
Started from the bottom, the real bottom
Nowadays, I don't got a problem, I am the problem

The sun came out today
It was hardly fair
Ain't that some shit?
I see the sun through a cloud my G



Credits
Writer(s): Erik Stephens
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