PROBLEMS lyrics

[Chorus]
Balenciagas on with lights in the back
Came a long way from seeing my brother selling crack
Came a long way from seeing my Grandma off them drugs
When I was growing up, my Grandma was on drugs
Can't trust a b*tch that gave too many hugs
Came from a good home, why you wanna thug?
Came from a good home, why you wanna f*ck with me?
n*ggas watch me like I'm on DVD

[Bridge]
She said you don't ever listen to my problems
I said who the hell gonna listen to my problems?
If you got problems, we got problems
I got problems, I got problems

[Verse 1]
Who was there when I ain't made the reup?
Who was there when the plug shorted me a zip?
Who would'vе been there if n*ggas ran the trap?
You wouldn't havе been there if n*ggas ran the trap

[Chorus]
Balenciagas on with lights in the back
Came a long way from seeing my brother selling crack
Came a long way from seeing my Grandma off them drugs
When I was growing up, my Grandma was on drugs
Can't trust a b*tch that gave too many hugs
Came from a good home, why you wanna thug?
Came from a good home, why you wanna f*ck with me?
n*ggas watch me like I'm on DVD
[Verse 2]
If you a hoe, why you ain't just say that?
If you only wanna f*ck, why you ain't just say that?
Plug said he'll be here in 10, okay say that
20 minutes later, plug still ain't here
Smokin' top shelf loud so I can't hear
Cocaine whiter than Gucci Mane's veneers
n*gga run up, give him a souvenir
I told the plug just let me know when you near

[Bridge]
She said you don't ever listen to my problems
I said who the hell gonna listen to my problems?
If you got problems, we got problems
When I got problems, I got problems

[Verse 3]
She talkin' about her problems, I don't wanna hear it
She cryin' about some sad sh*t, I don't wanna hear it
She tellin' me she depressed, and I don't wanna hear it
I'm countin' up money, b*tch, and she ain't goin', I don't wanna be near it
I'm not tryna be nice, friendly, or endearing
I got famous friends all around me, they look like Rob Dyrdek
I might learn how to skate and beat the f*ck outta Rob Dyrdek
I ain't gonna lie, I hate the TV show Ridiculousness
Submit a picture of my di*k and balls to that TV Ridiculousness
And I don't give a f*ck if they try to sue me or some sh*t
She said my music ass so I beat her dad up and the b*tch
I went to New York and I linked up with CP and with Chris
I'm rollin' big ass I do not ever smoke on a spliff
But I'll hit the vape, this sh*t taste like Call of Duty Gobblegum
b*tch I know I am the sh*t, I got diarrhea and the runs