Mo' Gualla Mo' Prollems ft. TA Green Lyrics

Skylit

Right

You know, it's a fine line

between

Gratitude

And complacency

We was raised rough, pulling capers, trying to get this paper up

Got it, but it ain't enough

I'm grateful for what I touch,

But this life and the bills still piling up

They forced me to run it up

They telling me it's more gualla, more problem

I follow

But low dollars, that make me want holla

I take a puff, visualizing greater stuff

This is cool, but feel me, it ain't enough

I'll adjust

We was thrust in the bushes, no time to prepare

Where you was dying, if you show any sign you was scared

Huh

My feelings numb, but my mind was aware

They copping timeshares

We catching time we can share, it don't compare

On a dare, the porch, we jumped off

All them countless amounts of nights we pumped soft

Wanting more caught up in the allure

Some got lost

Didn't calculate the price it would cost to become boss

It's exhausting, the constant pursuit of new revenue

I need that residual

Check the trap and the ledger, too

The standards we measure to

In the streets, how the legends do

But lately, I've been thinking about investments in medical

Could let it go

Tell me is pursuit of this trivial

Cause as soon as you get it is when they get ready to get rid of you

I'm through with the minimal

For purposes general

We scaling up

This ain't enough for me and my people too

We was raised rough, pulling capers, trying to get this paper up

Got it but it ain't enough

I'm grateful for what I touch, but this life and the bills still piling up

They forced me to run it up

They telling me it's mo gualla

More problems I follow

Below dollars that make me want holla

I take a puff, visualizing greater stuff

We was raised rough, pulling capers, trying to get this paper up

Got it but it ain't enough

I'm grateful for what I touch, but this life and the bills still piling up

They forced me to run it up

They telling me it's mo gualla

More problems

I follow

But low dollars that make me want holla

I take a puff, visualizing greater stuff

This is cool but feel me it ain't enough

Yeah

Yeah, I bust a couple knocks, but it's not a lot

But I adjust to what I got, yeah, I be on the clock

From sunup to sundown, got plenty more to go, it's just one down

Looking at my check and wishing I got paid more

Yeah, I got these bills piling up, but God said it's already paid for

I make my couple bucks and I lay low

Got food in the fridge, a boob in the crib, yeah, that's the things that I prayed for

Thank God I'm waking up and now I'm chasing a buck,

It's not enough

But Smokey Mama told me make it enough

Life is like blowing on some dice and shaking them up

You win some, you lose some

Keep going, that's rule one

One day we'll make them pay to have a conversation with us

No complaining of growing pains,

Yeah, that's just making us tough

We ride the bus, they making fun of us

Yeah, but I ain't done enough, nah,

Guess it's time that I run it up

Now turn me up, I got some game to spit

Got good at math,

Now everything you said I couldn't have

That's what I came to get,

Covered in the armor of God

Yeah, bitch, I came equipped

It could get dangerous, we can get into some gangster shit about my guala

Man I'm just inhaling the smoke

I ain't laugh once, but my money keep on telling me jokes

I ain't worried about having friends if I ain't got no ends

Man, it just makes me want to holler

Throw up both my hands

Trying to get this paper up

Got it, but it ain't enough

I'm grateful for what I touch, but this life and the bills still piling up

They forced me to run it up

They telling me it's more gualla, more problems I follow

But low dollars, that make me wanna holler

I take a puff, visualizing greater stuff

This is cool, feel me, it ain't enough

I'll adjust

They telling me it's more gualla, more problems I follow

But low dollars, that make me want holler

I take a puff, visualizing greater stuff

This is cool, feel me, it ain't enough

I'll adjust

They telling me it's more gualla, more problems I follow

But low dollars, that make me want holler

I take a puff, visualizing greater stuff

This is cool, feel me, it ain't enough

I'll adjust

Yeah that's cool, feel me, it ain't enough

Yeah that's cool

I take a puff, visualizing greater stuff

This is cool, feel me, it ain't enough