problems ft. josten Lyrics

Yeah yeah yeah

I gat ma yeah yeah

You gat your problems yeah yeah

I gat ma problems yeah yeah

I gat ma problems

You gat your own

You gat to college

Am on ma own

I gat ma ways

You gat your ways

Am in the streets making it easy

While you busy , tranna tease me

Never thought you feel me

This things ain't easy

Am not aiming low

Cuz am just bout to blow

Maybe yours is family

What if I've never found it

You gat something missing

Since you never listen

You just flying low

And am just

Am just working Talking, lucky 

And you just fuck it, hate it, muck it 

That's why I cut it cut it cut it cut it cut it woah 

Am just working Talking, lucky 

And you just fuck it, hate it, muck it 

That's why I cut it cut it cut it cut it cut it woah 

I gat the hardest journey hn

And you gat the sweetest journey (yeah yeah)

I never feel is funny

Always speachless

And I just feel like running for this Realness

And I just need this money

To make my business

I gat ma prolems

You gat your own

You gat to college

Am on ma own

I gat ma ways

You gat your ways

Am in the streets making it easy

While you busy, tranna tease me

Never thought you feel me

This things ain't easy

Am not aiming low

Cuz am just bout to blow

Maybe yours is family

What if I've never found it

You gat something missing

Since you never listen

Lei ha problemi

Squilla il mio iPhone

Siamo lontani

Come gli snob

Non mi chiamare

Due volte no

Siamo forti

Si lo so

Adesso no, non mi vedrai

Più distante da qua

Li affronterò a testa alta

Cops li abbatterò

Poi non so

Dove andremo, cosa faremo

Ma per voi ci sarò

Jost  step uguale show

Fuck the problems god damn

Tanto qua il tempo passa

E forse saremo distanti

Non perdo il tempo che passa

Lo uso per fare i contanti

Allora dimmi cosa fare

Io non lo so

Ma adesso sto perdendo tempo

Quando mi guardi sempre yeye

Cosa pensi nella mente yeye

Non sento niente yeye

Se mi vedrai ancora un altra volta

Lei ha problemi

Come i miei hommes

Troppi contatti

Squilla il mio iPhone

I gat ma ways you gat your ways

Am on the streets making it easy

While you busy

That's why I cutitt 

Cus we left home

To free home

Be home

And build home

We need home

Build home

For my sweet mom

Mighty god let us see home

I gat the hardest journey

Yeah yeah