PROBLEM / FUEL

Lyrics

[Part I: PROBLEM] [Intro] (Supa!) Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse] Yeah, I'm still alive, that's a problem, solve it Come get it in blood, 'cause I spent it, fuck it Shorty want a thug, yeah, she meant it, bingo Bitch, I spent your grandaddy pension in Gucci I talked to my pastor, he did not get through to me I just fucked my ex-bitch, so I guess she not through with me Shorty give me brain, give me tutoring, I needed that Niggas stole my sauce 'cause they lame, yeah, I need it back (Yeah!) [Part II: FUEL] [Intro] Snuck up on that nigga with a rifle (Rifle, rifle) Asked him if that shit really worth dyin' for (Dyin' for, dyin' for) [Verse] Don't forget that 30 pound stain, fuck 'em Pussy, let me get that Murder on my brain, 'cause they testin', I ain't with that I got 30 reasons in this clip for you to get back Shorty let me fuck, but I only hit her gift-wrapped I was pushing 10 sacks, now I fuck up 10 racks I need nine for nine or it's dead, I'ma take that I'ma put this eat-eat at your motherfuckin' wave cap Money on the way, bet I ain't catch a break yet I ain't crack that safe yet I don't leave the crib lackin', I know it ain't safe yet Gotta get my food taste-test Gotta move around with a vest Thirty-popper on me, go apeshit