Problems (Intro)

Just turn me down a lil' bit you hear me

Problem story ****, y'all know what it is

It's Free Rello ****

Hugh's Production, let's go

Ha-ah, ha-ah

I got so many problems, problems

I made myself a problem, problem

Yeah

I want ma cousin to fight

I jumped off in his porsche

I hooked up with some killers

We was totin' the torch

**** say the want beef

But them pussies just pork

Lost a couple homies

So I stook on point like a fork

Always ride with my gun

I be so paranoid

Can't do crime with a ****

He show his face up in court

I stole bitches like swishes

She give head I don't kiss her

Every since they made 30s

The pussy **** be hittin'

Went and got me a glock

Thirty push 3 Scott pimpin'

Bet I catch me a body

With this red beam I ain't missin'

Life Rello up the change

Give these **** they change

They speak ish to the bitches

And they throw salt on your name

I fell in love with the game

This shit brought so much pain

All I know is this street shit

This shit run in my vein

That la-la-la in my lungs

I got thoughts in my head

And all them **** that's talking b

They gon' end up dead

Rest in peace to T-Ray

Fifty rappers name

I can't fuck with most ****

'Cause they so stuck in the fame

Hos calling to hype

Bullets give 'em a fight

When I do 'em I see Trudy doin' his on the bike

Black problem

I got so many problems, problems

I say y'all don' want no problem

I got so many problems, problems

I got so many problems

I made myself a problem

Got so many problems

That I made myself a problem

Say I got so many problems

That I made myself a problem

And tell 'em free that problem, that problem

And they don' want no problem (No problem)

No problems with no problems, (No problems)

I'm a problem they got choppa, (That choppa)

They gon' bawl 'em at yo momma, (Yo momma)

You want water, you want drama (No drama)

Bitch I got money I got commas (Commas)

Free rollo out that slamma (Free rollo)

And rest in peace to Hammer

Real recognize real

And you **** fake (Fake)

I be bucking shots

Runnin' from the jakes (Jakes)

I be gainin' weight

While I'm stackin' cake (Cake)

Pussies hella fake tryin' snatch the place

Problem

I got so many problems, problems

I say y'all don' want no problem

I got so many problems, problems

I got so many problems

I made myself a problem

Got so many problems

That I made myself a problem

Say I got so many problems

That I made myself a problem

And tell 'em free that problem, that problem