I Got a Problem

Lyrics

[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni] I got an ice copping habit, I just gotta have it Fuck a lay away, I need it now, I gotta cash it I'm addicted to Nordstrom, Nieman Marcus and Saks Too many bags in the trunk, gotta stuff them in the back I got a problem If I want it, I'ma cash it Lifestyle lavish, way above average I got a problem If I want it, I get it What a feeling, don't mind me, partner, I'm just living I got a problem [Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni] I used to be in Somerset wishing Looking at shoes, like I need them bitches Had to step my hustle up, and make a couple grams flip Took me longer, 'cause I never got into the scam shit Fast forward a little, now I'm doing what I want to Dress like a nigga like you, is what I won't do They say I make it hard for these niggas to compete Big H on my belt, but I'm a motherfucking G Hustle in the streets, got me laying up in suites On the 45th floor, staring out my window I shop til I drop, sold zips til I locked down the whole damn block Gucci to the socks, 5 for a vest 4 bills for the jeans Walk past your ho, smelling like Creed Spend a nigga whip, on shoes and clothes Fell asleep with the Roley on, walking with a cold [Chorus: Payroll Giovanni] I got an ice copping habit, I just gotta have it Fuck a lay away, I need it now, I gotta cash it I'm addicted to Nordstrom, Nieman Marcus and Saks Too many bags in the trunk, gotta stuff them in the back I got a problem If I want it, I'ma cash it Lifestyle lavish, way above average I got a problem If I want it, I get it What a feeling, don't mind me, partner, I'm just living I got a problem [Verse 2: HBK] We be on that crispy clean shit Ball with my niggas, 'cause it ain't [?] I'm somewhere getting money, while you niggas leaning Then hit the mall, you probably dozed off dreaming Damn, I scuffed the Bally's on my feet From walking to Nordstrom's 'cause I live down the street I shop til I collapse, rock ice til I be shivering Never had nothing, now people think I'm ignorant You got white gold Jesus piece but me, I do the bigger one You got your Roley on, but see, me, I do the realer one These niggas mad as hell And you being so broke, your bitch mad as well I'm with my nigga Payroll, valet'in Cameros You looking for me, I'm in Saks, by the Hudson apparel These P.R.P.'s, your bitch love when I wear them So I ain'tin t he mallshoppin', I'm probably fucking your girl Nigga [Chorus: Payroll Giovanni] I got an ice copping habit, I just gotta have it Fuck a lay away, I need it now, I gotta cash it I'm addicted to Nordstrom, Nieman Marcus and Saks Too many bags in the trunk, gotta stuff them in the back I got a problem If I want it, I'ma cash it Lifestyle lavish, way above average I got a problem If I want it, I get it What a feeling, don't mind me, partner, I'm just living I got a problem [Verse 3: Payroll Giovanni] Louis on my feet, with the same hoodie Moving, sipping Ace of Spades, call it Ace Boogie You just not getting that, you looking late to me You a mess, damn, boy, what you hate pussy? I'm a jealous niggas' nightmare, a ho's dream I motivate the real niggas to have things I raise the bar, and made niggas step it up Made them boys with that fake shit put they necklace up Everybody doing that, well, I'ma do it like this If it's an aftermarket Roley, please take it off your wrist Take that monkey shit off, you embarrasing us Boss Your Life Up gang, ain't no comparing to us I used to be on the block, talking 'bout I wish I could drop a new whip, something nasty on the wrist Never liked dreaming, I gotta do it, dawg Was told if you can't do it big, don't do it at all [Chorus: Payroll Giovanni] I got an ice copping habit, I just gotta have it Fuck a lay away, I need it now, I gotta cash it I'm addicted to Nordstrom, Nieman Marcus and Saks Too many bags in the trunk, gotta stuff them in the back I got a problem If I want it, I'ma cash it Lifestyle lavish, way above average I got a problem If I want it, I get it What a feeling, don't mind me, partner, I'm just living I got a problem