Problems

These fucking problems man,

Everybody got problems,

Just got to get through them

Everybody got problems, smile on they face but they life filled with drama,

Out here everyday just to make a fucking dollar, stay out of the way,

**** quick to grab that choppa, and pop ya

Everybody got problems, smile on they face but they life filled with drama,

Out here everyday just to make a fucking dollar, stay out of the way,

**** quick to grab that choppa, and pop ya

Always on point yea cause shit real, if you really out here you know how this shit feel, The power of life it feel like a windmill, took a couple losses but that ain't a big deal, What you know about the world on your shoulders, you show love but they cruel so Your heart get colder, as a kid it's cool but it's rough as you get older, all the youngins Listening can't say I never told ya, real rap count your blessings when they near, cause Unexpectedly sometimes them blessings disappear, well grounded **** learn lessons Over here, used to think I know it all but no regretting over here, besides god you got To be your own savior though, never be a follower have your own flavor bro, blades on The coupe looking like spinning razors though, energy ain't positive tell them see them Later though

Everybody got problems, smile on they face but they life filled with drama,

Out here everyday just to make a fucking dollar, stay out of the way,

**** quick to grab that choppa, and pop ya

Everybody got problems, smile on they face but they life filled with drama,

Out here everyday just to make a fucking dollar, stay out of the way,

**** quick to grab that choppa, and pop ya

I think my life hard but somebody's harder, same **** like me but he ain't got a father, Out here in these streets posted tough on the corner, forced to be a lion cause he Could be a goner, whatever you in, it could be worst, thank god you alive and you not In a hearse, bad energy is everywhere it seem like a curse, when I do something right I Always feel like the first, to get what you want just know you can't play fair, you making Them pumps just know you can't stay there, she coming to fuck but know she can't lay Here, too much linin up and **** get sprayed scrams, that's why I move how I gotta Move, cross me once you curved I ain't gotta choose, style sickening yeah it gave a lot Of flu's, the grind written yeah I paid a lot of dues

Everybody got problems, smile on they face but they life filled with drama,

Out here everyday just to make a fucking dollar, stay out of the way,

**** quick to grab that choppa, and pop ya

Everybody got problems, smile on they face but they life filled with drama,

Out here everyday just to make a fucking dollar, stay out of the way,

**** quick to grab that choppa, and pop ya