Issues lyrics

[Intro]
Hahaha
Issues

[Verse 1]
I got way too many problems
Down on the last dollar, got a rock
I don't really think you know about the harder
Yeah, we back in the hood and my n*gga mobbin'
Rock down, lockdown, pop up, n*gga
Block down, shot down, guap up, n*gga
Open up shop when the cops gone
n*gga, Macaulay Culkin momma home
Yeah, I'm home alone on the phone
On the Motarolla talkin'
Never saw when n*gga
You ain't ever rolled the doja, huh?
I'ma get it and you know it's not the [?] soldier, huh
And your b*tch, ain't she in [?], huh?
And the wrist lookin' frozen, uh, yeah
Got the world upon my shoulders, uh

[Chorus]
Problems, I got problems now
I'ma hold the block down when the cops not around
Yeah, problems, I got problems, I got issues, issues
I got issues like a magazine and I stay clean
[Verse 2]
f*ckin' ride 'round in a limousine
Like it's [?] dreams, 1993
I was Martin Luther King, all I had was dreams
And the motherf*cking penny and a pocket full of lint
Sippin' on that Henny and I couldn't pay the rent
Ever since n*gga got down, n*gga flocked up
Cops ain't around, n*gga, open shop up
When the cops gone and they let the clock bust
Hustlers on the motherf*ckin' corner bop us

[Chorus]
Got guap, guap up
I got issues, I got problems, man
I got issues, I got problems, man
Man, I got issues every f*ckin' day
Momma needs some shoes and some rent to pay
n*ggas actin' like it's f*ckin' Heaven-sent
Lemonade, man, f*ck your lemonade
Tell a b*tch I got issues, man, I got issues
And pick one, which one, n*gga, issues
I got problems, I got issues
Tears, no tissues, yeah
I got problems and I got issues
Things with the tissues
[Verse 3]
Walk up in my big shoes
Sleepin' on these n*ggas, man, you been snoozin'
Ride around, been foolin', uh-uh, they been coolin'
I got issues, I got issues
Pick yours, which ones, in the big shoes
When the cops not around, man, open shop up
When the cops on a n*gga block, let the Glock bust, uh
I got issues, you can't tell what I been through
Since a little dude, I would skip school
Man, I been fresh, but I had issues
In detention, I was pimpin', tell a b*tch
Tell the teacher, tell the teacher, "Go and gimme kiss"
And I missed the quiz, man, I cheated on my mans
I never gave a f*ck in the hallway with my friends
I was runnin' from the f*cking truancy
In the end of [?] it's only you and me
Truth with your n*gga, man, I got f*ckin' problems
I ain't prayin', man, strip a n*gga down like he naked, man

[Outro]
Damn, uh, issues, issues