PROBLEMS

Lyrics

[Chorus] Balenciagas on with lights in the back Came a long way from seeing my brother selling crack Came a long way from seeing my Grandma off them drugs When I was growing up, my Grandma was on drugs Can't trust a bitch that gave too many hugs Came from a good home, why you wanna thug? Came from a good home, why you wanna fuck with me? Niggas watch me like I'm on DVD [Bridge] She said you don't ever listen to my problems I said who the hell gonna listen to my problems? If you got problems, we got problems I got problems, I got problems [Verse 1] Who was there when I ain't made the reup? Who was there when the plug shorted me a zip? Who would'vе been there if niggas ran the trap? You wouldn't havе been there if niggas ran the trap [Chorus] Balenciagas on with lights in the back Came a long way from seeing my brother selling crack Came a long way from seeing my Grandma off them drugs When I was growing up, my Grandma was on drugs Can't trust a bitch that gave too many hugs Came from a good home, why you wanna thug? Came from a good home, why you wanna fuck with me? Niggas watch me like I'm on DVD [Verse 2] If you a hoe, why you ain't just say that? If you only wanna fuck, why you ain't just say that? Plug said he'll be here in 10, okay say that 20 minutes later, plug still ain't here Smokin' top shelf loud so I can't hear Cocaine whiter than Gucci Mane's veneers Nigga run up, give him a souvenir I told the plug just let me know when you near [Bridge] She said you don't ever listen to my problems I said who the hell gonna listen to my problems? If you got problems, we got problems When I got problems, I got problems [Verse 3] She talkin' about her problems, I don't wanna hear it She cryin' about some sad shit, I don't wanna hear it She tellin' me she depressed, and I don't wanna hear it I'm countin' up money, bitch, and she ain't goin', I don't wanna be near it I'm not tryna be nice, friendly, or endearing I got famous friends all around me, they look like Rob Dyrdek I might learn how to skate and beat the fuck outta Rob Dyrdek I ain't gonna lie, I hate the TV show Ridiculousness Submit a picture of my dick and balls to that TV Ridiculousness And I don't give a fuck if they try to sue me or some shit She said my music ass so I beat her dad up and the bitch I went to New York and I linked up with CP and with Chris I'm rollin' big ass I do not ever smoke on a spliff But I'll hit the vape, this shit taste like Call of Duty Gobblegum Bitch I know I am the shit, I got diarrhea and the runs