Problem lyrics

[Verse 1: Sayla]
Why should I be biting my tongue? Wrong
I plan to rise up, let the pretentious n*ggas lie on
I got my grit, luck and a whole lot of hustle
Body to brain muscle, got my Gordy on my Russell
I'm so not Cudi, never solo dolo
I'm so not Drizzy, I don't free from my phone
When I drop - freeze, I'm more cold than I'm warm
I can't wait, I got to blow, f*ck I'm a time bomb
I feel thunderous, take cover when I brain storm
No venom in this system, I'm a python
Ima get real - Pinocchio
Come deep - Falletio
You n*ggas talk alot but ya'll say nothing though
I got a problem when I breathe
My lungs say stop, but my mind say proceed
They say I'm so low key, so socially awkward
But they say Sayla's a homie, now who's socially conscious, huh?

[Verse 2: SonaOne]
Another day goes, another dollar spent
Every time I make a Ringgit see another bottom bent
I'm living two lives; one filled with fun and joy
The other one I'm living can't stand that I'm unemployed
Wake up, pay up later with a thunder noise
p*ssed off with the thought of buying ciggies with a bunch of coins
Money rules, now obey like sh*t fairy
If you can't abide by it gonna get pop like red cherry
Want to be the big boss humpin on the secretary, but
Every girl I'm f*ckin thinks we're going to get married
Do what I gotta do, rules and alot of do's
Round like piranahs chew
Fly like a cuckatoo
Classic like Shaka Zulu
Half of your opportunist pass on this opportunity
I have to sock it to you
sh*t is getting old, f*cking dinosaurs
Ya'll vagina-saurs, the f*ck ya'll rhyming for