No Problems

Lyrics

[Chorus: B.o.B] Yeah I'm from the city swear it's loud as hell Niggas always talking tell em I don't care Balling so damn hard I tore my ACL It's way too many bitches I done smashed in here Yeah I'm from the city swear it's loud as hell Niggas keep on talking tell em I don't care Ballin' so damn hard I tore my ACL Got all my niggas with me ain't no problems here [Verse 1: London Jae] London wild, he a city nigga Plenty paper, like a [?] nigga Keep slime with me, he gon' hit a nigga Got lil cuz with me that's a trigga nigga I'm on boulevard, popping good flavor Hit Cleveland, Bankhead I'm in Decatur with Bobby nigga Try my nigga, ima body niggas Keep it 1 million, I'm solid nigga Chain hanging like a chandelier Bitches round a nigga drinkin liquor Got a panoramic on a panomera Leave a nigga in the cemetery Piss and shit on your obituary Call it February, boy I'm military Magic got em pretty city bitches Finally got a ratchet pretty bitch Pretty pussy, plenty ass n titties Roll it up and ima mash it with them Saturday I'm up at mansion hanging with the savages And I know the city like mine With them bad bitches like mine Try and it'll take a whole lifetime to shine like I shine [Chorus: B.o.B] Yeah I'm from the city swear it's loud as hell Niggas always talking tell em I don't care Ballin' so damn hard I tore my ACL It's way too many bitches I done smashed in here Yeah I'm from the city swear it's loud as hell Niggas keep on talking tell em I don't care Ballin' so damn hard I tore my ACL Got all my niggas with me ain't no problems here [Verse 2: B.o.B] Stripper bitches always want to turn up Stackin' collard green cabbage yeah turn up Chillin' with a bitch you never heard of Giving niggas with sloppy toppy with the [?] up Shirt up, skirt up, word up, bandz Extendo in my hand I got a short attention span Yeah, we was down, I never doubted my team Can you hear me packed as loud as can be Nine thousand, nine hundred, ninety nine problems I put in work like its ten thousand of me Post up something, watch me blow up from it Call it photobombing bet I'm holding something Not a role model, got a smoking problem Fuck the whole bible, drink the whole bottle Niggas gossip, like the hoes gossip Pockets be on Rosie O'Donnell I just be preaching my own truths The Bobby Ray version, the whole gospel Can I get a witness, I been through the trenches Vicious rumors, turn to negative intentions This ain't rocket science, this ain't quantum physics This No Genre bitch, we smashing competition Easy...bandz [Chorus: B.o.B] Yeah I'm from the city swear it's loud as hell Niggas always talking tell em I don't care Ballin' so damn hard I tore my ACL It's way too many bitches I done smashed in here Yeah I'm from the city swear it's loud as hell Niggas keep on talking tell em I don't care Ballin' so damn hard I tore my ACL Got all my niggas with me ain't no problems here