what's your problem? Lyrics

This one sounding like some shit too

I might have to rob this instrumental

Cause Angelo LeRoi be going mental

Know we go way back like

That man Tory Lanez hair line

Before he went and got his ass canceled

I was hitting papers

Now I'm rolling Grabba Leaves

And smoking rapper weed

Back then I wouldn't even touch the weed

Pac-Man was a nice little kid sitting with trees

The only smoke he ever got was from neighborhood beef

Who said I was lactose

Young boy still getting cheese

Matter fact in school photos I showed all of my teeth

Forehead absorbed light and gleamed of Vaseline

Way before the skin care routines

But the shorties still loved me, though

The shorties still loved me, though

Know I had to switch the flow like K Dot did

Don't say I stole K Dot flow

Nigga it's obvious

Cole don't fuck with birds

But still'll carry the flock with him

I speak for the populous

"We real cool," like Gwendolyn wrote, "we're each others harvest"

Yea

I'm still balling between the legs like Lebron and them

Since I got the same last name as the Mamba did, yeah

What's your problem then?

I'm never immune to the consequence

In a white man's world I'm a pup in a lion's den

Who's the fake woke nigga trying to talk politics

If the 4-C fried then we don't got time for him

I'mma drop more heat damage than climate did

I done set the bar too high

Who the fuck climbing this

I been getting high, Charlie Sheen like you wylin' bitch

You think you a giant

We don't see eye to eye

Not even Goliath did

Bet he got popped by a Black dude who's 5 foot 10

Well

Well I'm compelled to tell my a capela probably pay

A village nah for real-ish I could make your label paid

(Okay, like)

Okay, I'll give, I tuck unspoken's into blunts and smoke 'em

Like what's my problem, more emotion make it hit more potent

Or so I thought, so I was taught

Or I was hoping to get stable motion off the clock

Well, I still tell the truth but you do not

Tell the truth, you not killing shit

Tell the truth, you too delicate

Tell the truth, you not eloquent enough for me to get into it

As if I'm not intuitive because I am, hm

Tell the truth, you not motivated

Tell the truth, you not dedicated

Tell the truth, you wasn't a full-time student

Full-time working, full-time music, and part-time player

For real

Tell the truth, you wasn't really in the field

For real

Yea, tell the truth, I'm just speaking

Tell the truth, I'm just staying stuff

Daba doo dava Labdoh

Davadaht daba doot, doo

It don't matter what I say now cause the song's ending, yeah

Tell the truth, I don't tell the truth

Am I lying bout telling the truth

Which one really is the truth