Problem

Dream they don't dare, mama

Yeah, yeah, yeah

My mama know that I ain't scared

Yo, Corey, I'll let you go

Alone in my head, I'm having dreams that don't dare my mama

Know that I ain't scared, I keep that choppa (yeah, yeah)

Can't believe that you said that that shit was for my head

Or you a bitch instead, I thought you was my partner

From now on, every time a **** play with me, I rob 'em

**** rapping 'bout the murder shit, I'm tryna dodge 'em

I made her fall in love, not everything I gotta do a problem

My walk inside the club was 20 burrows and revolver (on God, uh)

I spit a dub inside Amiri, put a dub up on my wrist

Jesus piece in here so hard, ain't no want say on my keep

I got fine shit pulling up, big body Benz, y'all know it ain't rented

Keep killers on a standby, ****, diary for my pendant

I say Rollie hit in the dark, it be hitting on with no light

I say boss, a **** died, keep brr, I ain't doing no fine

I put one hand on the back seat, throwing that shit back, hit it right

After this, she gotta go, she can spazz, she my type

I drop deuce in a faygo, hell no, this ain't no Sprite

Broke outside with a Draco, hell no, this not no .9

I call Rollie's a perfect time, after that, and I made a dime

My boy found a face on a G-Shock, got there, paid 'til the time

Fully chopped, outside, to my girl, in front of rap

Broke at it, get a loc-infested hair, he ain't gotta rap, uh

Please, don't ask me 'bout my wrist, I spit a double net, uh

Spit my opps, saying it's three time, love to hear you flat

Alone in my head, I'm having dreams that don't dare my mama

Know that I ain't scared, I keep that choppa (yeah, yeah)

Can't believe that you said that that shit was for my head

Or you a bitch instead, I thought you was my partner

From now on, every time a **** play with me, I rob 'em

**** rapping 'bout the murder shit, I'm tryna dodge 'em

I made her fall in love, not everything I gotta do a problem

My walk inside the club was 20 burrows and revolver