Problem Lyrics

Let's call a spade a spade, you see it, I'm a motherfuckin' problem

I've been a problem

Palace, what you cookin'

Uh, I've been a problem, where I'm from, they play for keeps, can't let no nigga rob me

Step into my shoes, I bet you fold like origami

I feel like beans, I'm so tired, from throwin' all these niggas parties

I am not a good guy, so therefore I don't say sorry

Ain't no stopping

When I'm seein' red, a nigga feel just like Carti

My brother like Matt Hardy

He be jumpin' off the top rope

And I'm with the shits, I guess I'm Jeff Hardy

Collectin' all this dog shit like a dog walker

Like a ball, brother, I'm a big baller

Like a head coach, I'm a shot caller

Like a red nose, she gon' shake some'

And when it come to beef, we gonna dress this shit like A one

Ain't trippin' off them niggas, just don't fuck with me, my munyun

I'm gon' fill my lungs up

By the time this Zaza hit me, I'm not gon' give no fucks

Catch me dead before I show love

To any of my detractors, I know that they gon' show up

I've been winnin', I just wanna show what they should expect more of

I'll tell you what I'm bored of

All these niggas cappin' like they havin', they about slow as fuck

My gang really a cabinet, I be movin' like the president

Know I like a baddie with a booty, that be heaven sent

If they ain't rockin' like I'm rockin', the show ain't stoppin

We can't lock in, they ain't loyal, they click hoppin

And I'm standin' on top of shit, I'm way too tall, ain't no toppin'

The original A.P.E, Bravo Cong, bitch, it ain't no jockin

It ain't no flockin', I don't feed off no niggas, cause I'm my own man

I got all my partners and they got me, I don't need fans

And all my niggas workin', ain't no such thing as no free bands

You don't like the way we movin', just make sure you file a grievance

I might get to it

Who am I kidding, y'all weren't there when we had went through it

So we don't ever stress about what you say, ain't got no influence

I ain't worried about them niggas, want the pape i like the tint bluish

Uh, I've been a problem

Where I'm from, they play for keeps, can't let no nigga rob me

Step into my shoes, I bet you fold like origami

I feel like beans, I'm so tired, from throwin' all these niggas parties

I am not a good guy, so therefore I don't say sorry

Ain't no stoppin' when I'm seein' red, a nigga feel just like Carti

My brother like Matt Hardy

He be jumpin' off the top rope

And I'm with the shits, I guess I'm Jeff Hardy