Issues lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Mm, E-Eli)

[Verse]
All my dogs never switch up
Juugin' hoes with my brodies, get my clique up
Run up everything you got, this a stick up
Never tell you how I feel 'cause a n*gga got issues (Mm, E-Eli)
Sipping so much lean, it made me miss you
Y'all be pushing boof so we ain't lick you
I felt it in my heart, I had to pick you
On the real, I don't miss you (Mm, E-Eli)
Ayy, if these n*ggas run they mouth, best believe I won't diss you
A n*gga got too much issues (Mm, E-Eli)
These n*ggas hating on the gang
Ever since I lost my brodie, I ain't been the same
I started talking less and just got up in my game
Always bang the girl who do love me for my name
I maybe did her dirty, on the real, I got no shame (Mm, E-Eli)
Baby, off these drugs, I be tweaking
Said she love my voice and her favorite song "Leaknn"
I think I fell in love, I ain't ever felt this feeling
Or maybe it's the drugs, someone tell me what's the meaning (Mm, E-Eli)
Met a fine dime and I took her to my crib
Girl, I'm tryna love you, tryna show you how I live
Can you be my 304? I can show you how it is
And lil' baby acting gritty, I can show you how to live (Mm, E-Eli)
Don't you ever wanna run sometime?
Baby, let's get jiggy, fall in love sometime
I be in my feelings off the drugs sometime
'Cause I know I did bad, did some wrong sometime (Mm, E-Eli)
I used to be broke, ghetto baby out the mud
When I'm in my feelings I'm just rolling up the bud
No one taught me rap, I just had it in my blood
I was down bad, n*gga, that's just how it was (Mm, E-Eli)
I'm a Cali n*gga, I be blowing all this weed
You be popping on the Gram, I be popping in these streets
These n*ggas get excited, told that boy to take a seat
You ain't really tripping and my n*gga, where's the beef? (Mm, E-Eli)
I'm respected in these streets, you respected in this rap game, ayy
n*ggas out here chasing clout 'cause these n*ggas really that lame, ayy (Mm, E-Eli)
I'm respected in these streets, you respected in this rap game, ayy
n*ggas out here chasing clout 'cause these n*ggas really that lame, ayy (Mm, E-Eli)
[Outro]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
A n*gga got too much issues
On the real, I don't miss you (Mm, E-Eli)
Ayy, ayy, chasin' chicken with my bros
Ayy, I'm chasin' chicken with my bros, yeah, yeah, yeah (Mm, E-Eli)
Ayy, ayy