Problems Lyrics

Most problems arise wherever the answer dwells, or usually follows whoever has it well

A wise man once told me that cancer kills and blood ain’t thicker than water, it just has a smell

He also taught to me stay away from the near-sighted

And never emulate what you see from the fear guided

The same man I once said saved my life, turned foe and succumbed to his own great advice.

So let's toast to the people that got no life

And hate on everything but they're own plight

They'll back stab you leave you there in the cold night

And even believe they own lies

They my problems, they my problems they my problems

I got toast for these problems, they my problems, they my problems

Certain people have a clue who you are while others make attempts to tell your dreams are too far

Well, middle finger to the doubters may the lord remove any pessimist' from round us

Either you with me or against me that’s the bottom line failure is an option of you, it is not of i

So if you disband the ship, when we make our destination don’t ask for shit #realtalk

So let's toast to the people that got no life

And hate on everything but they're own plight

They'll back stab you leave you there in the cold night

And even believe they own lies

They my problems, they my problems they my problems

I got toast for these problems, they my problems, they my problems

Money bring opportunities, bitches and things, it also brings on impunity, snitches and thieves

Just the smell of it will have nigga crowding you

Saying they reason and they the person that founded you

In they heart they believe it though nobody sees it, now you see why i’ve limited all of my features

No backstage passes they stay in the bleachers, sometimes greed just gets a little too eager yeah

So let's toast to the people that got no life

And hate on everything but they're own plight

They'll back stab you leave you there in the cold night

And even believe they own lies

They my problems, they my problems they my problems

I got toast for these problems, they my problems, they my problems

They say, keep your friends close and your enemies closer

Nah, keep your circle small and keep your eyes on your enemies

This world is wicked place

These niggas will shake your hand with the same one they stab you in the back with

Deal with problems when they occur, but the wise tries their hardest to prevent them

To prevent them you keep your ears open and your mouth shut

And when people show you who they are believe them

Yeah