Problems ft. JerseyHOF Lyrics

She trnna run up a side

I'm trnna fuck, from behind I

Been down to my lowest so

I gotta stay, high she trnna

Fuck with the guys so I'm

Cutting all tides, we ain't even

Got a issues you just be

Bitching and want, me to miss

You we ain't even official I

Just leveled up, and iced out

My crystals boy stop holding ya

Waist cause you, ain't gripping no

Pistol I'm from the bricks when

They come out, they come out

To get you it won't be

No time for, you to cry

In a tissue you shouldn't have

Did what you, did now they

All gonna miss you I stay

One up I, don't do no

Equal I'm stacking this bread up

Just like some, Pringles I was

Only fucking with shawty cause I

Like the way, how she was

Snapping my angles she came over

And she mingle she, even started singing

The jingle and copied the lingo

I knew I, was it before

I put my feet in I don't

Be dreaming been, with same niggas

And we achieving they be hyping

Him up for, no reason I

Been grinding all four seasons come

Get your mans, he sneaking and

Tweaking fake beefing on the gram

Trnna seek attention, play with one

Of my mines I'm seeking that

Vengeance I got, time today it's

Fun and games until I want

To play ash, blunt in the

Tray I'm rolling I'm rolling so

Come get a, sip of this potion

I'm rolling I'm rolling so come

Get a, sip of this potion

I'm talking my shit we gotta

Get rich I, got problems money

Can fix I got me a

List clocked out, of my shift

I'm taking a risk life comes

With a twist, the future you

Cannot predict I'm talking my shit

We gotta get, rich I got

Problems money can fix

A lot of, people I came

Across a lot people I met

And lost what's, the price how

Much it cost life can't go

On pause you, gotta go get

It the sky is the limit

My shit is, explicit I'm moving so different

I'm seeing a vision the way

That I'm living no, needed assistance I used

To be timid I'm moving so

Different but somehow, I'm stuck in

My ways sleeping on the same

Bed that I, laid thinking about

Yesterday fuck it everything is ok

I just roll, me a jay

And smoke it away don't take

It personal don't, be emotional business

Is business money my interest pray

For forgiveness the, lord is my

Witness I die in some christians

My spirt is, lifted until then

I'm focus can't show no emotions

Cause bitches is, bogus I'm high

When I wrote this and yes

I'm a smoker, in love with

The culture just keeping it honest

I'm making a, promise I'm loyal

Like Giannis unfazed, by the comments

I'm talking my shit we gotta

Get rich I, got problems money

Can fix I got me a

List full of, my goals I

Got pain in my soul traveled

Some roads that, will make your

Heart turn cold through the high

And lows never, switched on the

Bros doubled up no coats keeping

The family close, erasing my post

Lifestyle that I chose ain't got

To expose just, me and the

Bros and we ball like the

Pros ball like, the pros just

Me and the bros just me

And, the bros

I'm talking my shit we gotta

Get rich I, got problems money

Can fix I got me a

List clocked out, of my shift

I'm taking a risk life comes

With a twist, the future you

Cannot predict I'm talking my shit

We gotta get, rich I got

Problems money can fix

It's a deadly, move when I'm

Walking in it it's like seven

Seconds that's seven, sins I'm keeping

My head up I'm getting my

Weight up y'all, niggas be fucking

With bitches that fuck up y'all

I ain't gonna, brag I'm getting

To the cash this is a

Mock up y'all, niggas can't fuck

With us I'm closing my eyes

Right from the, start up no

Drama watch how I bend this

Shit making a, entrance having your

Bitch as my mistress she peeking

My interest this, is the problem

Y'all niggas be wilding y'all act

Like these bitches, y'all scholars it's

Time to retire I'm casting a

Spell like Lizze, Mcguire I'm smoking

My pain away give them the

Humble taste I, be killing shit

Like it's the new day I'm on

My Kobe shit, eighty one points

Raptors homie I'm giving my signature

Nike lego is, my influence get

To a bag is a choice

Making them M's, is a voice

If you wasting your talent you

Are wasting your, time I got

It I got it I'm sounding like

Cole my talents, will never gonna

Fold love it or hate it

I'm going on top

Me and my, squad never going

To stop

I'm talking my, shit we gotta

Get rich I got problems money

Can fix I, got me a

List clocked out of my shift

I'm taking a, risk life comes

With a twist the future you

Cannot predict I'm, talking my shit

We gotta get rich I got

Problems money, can fix