Houston, We Have A Problem (feat. OhNoSetGo! & SlightWright) [Remix]

This is Houston, say again please

Yeah

Uh-huh

It's the B-I-G (B, it's the B-I, it's the B-I)

Big

Come on, L

Gotcha, U

N

Ay, I gave my heart to all these people, what did I get in return? (What you get?)

A middle finger with ushers to let it burn (man)

I looked up to ask God when I would finally get my turn (What he say?)

He said, when I finally learn (dang)

I get it

Abandonment issues, so I made a roster to choose me

Cause if I got somebody else, then it's okay to lose me

But honestly, I'm tired of all these carrier pigeons

Break my heart and take a piece and then they ask to be forgiven

Houston, we got a problem, I don't think I want this

I don't think I want this anymore

Houston, we got a problem, I don't think I want this

This ain't the life that I subscribe to

Houston, we got a problem, I don't think I want this

I said when pigs are flying, I think they flying

Houston, we got a problem, I don't think I want this

Ay, yo, they say love's the highest drug

Well, homie, I beg to differ

Only lived above the clouds

When I was rolling them swishers

All it gave me was different shades of blue to color this picture

And a lack of empathy for emotion

When I get witcha

Romantic or platonic transaction is economic

Add something to my life or you're outta here supersonic

All a brother does is leech off of others though how ironic

All my heartache and resentment has made a disease so chronic

Origin story of a villain game on a million

Plucking hard strings so tender intending to cop a feeling

Bleed affection out to render a killing I fit the billing

So distressed when they remember I'm shilling, pole out and reelin

I got a problem and the problem is me, truly

Been taking all the measures yet I still remain unruly

To go from boy to man I need a high harmony Cooley

Cause this takin' the lead, got me dummy playin' the fooley

Houston, we got a problem, I don't think I want this

Um, mayday? Mayday?

Houston, we got a problem, I don't think I want this

I don't think I want this, y'all. Come on

Houston, we got a problem, I don't think I want this

I don't think I want it at all

Houston, we got a problem, I don't think I want this

Yeah

Uh

I don't want no Rob or Billy Bob

To come to around like they the mob

To put a hit out on my heart, huh

You tryna smear me, turn my blood into some art

But I'ma come and crack your brush before you come tear me apart uh

A little aggressive but that's why you want me

But you want me cause I'm pretty too, so you can flaunt me

And I'm wanting something real and somebody I would kill for

Cause I know I got some dreams

Together we can build more

I got some stuff inside I need to grab the quill for

I got some stuff inside I need somebody real for

Yeah you got that face and got that body

Spirit still broke

Gotta have a brain and have some heart

That combo still goat

They snap-snapping the fingers cause I tell it well

Truth serum is green, I love the way it smell

SlightWright is the best, don't know if you can tell

Comparison is a thief and next to me they fail

Houston, we got a problem, I don't think I want this

Um, mayday? Mayday?

Houston, we got a problem, I don't think I want this

I don't think I want this, y'all. Come on

Houston, we got a problem, I don't think I want this

I don't think I want it at all

Houston, we got a problem, I don't think I want this

Yeah, come on

Ay Houston

Houston, come in

Come in

Man

I thought I knew what I wanted

I thought I had it all, man

But I was wrong

This ain't love

Or is it?

Cause if it is

Let me know cause I don't want it no more

Houston, we got a problem