Money Problems Songtext
von Lefty GunPlay

Ayy, yeah


I′m a master of the wiggle
I could shoot it off the dribble
To the South, I'm a symbol, big dog with the kibble
On the block spittin′ riddles, they can take it to the nipple
Feds catch you with a ghost, they gon' hit you with a nickel
.45 Hit you in the back, you a cripple
Glock-9 hit you in the face, that's a dimple
AR hit you in the chest, they gon′ miss you
You could find an early grave, I′m a slave to my pistol
Raise my hand if I'm bringin′ up the issue
Big Sureño, tattoos of Guap Damo
I'm a god in this temple, ain′t no fear on my schedule
I be wearin' all blue and I′m feelin' real smooth
Can't stop for no bitch, I′ll be on my next move
Wanna soak up real gang? Look me up on YouTube
I′m outside with my gang, I'm a bruiser, I′m a goon
In a European coupe, I got diamonds on the cruz
I be prayin' to Jesus, I don′t hesitate to shoot
He was bishop, I was juice, ain't a battle I can lose
Yeah, on God
He was bishop, I was juice, ain′t a battle I can lose

Yeah, I'm knee-deep in the game, I'm losin′ faith in God
Lately, I′ve been arguin' with baby ma
Every day, I miss my cousin, that′s my dawg
Take me to Havana, bitch, and I'm fuckin′ gone
Run away from this bitch, never come back if I could
Gunplay, bitch, I got two guns
One day, I'ma make it out the hood, ma
Pullin′ up on a buster, where you from, dawg?
Ayy, ayy, ayy, he's not from the King
I'm the motherfuckin′ ese throwin′ them threes
I'm that big three block posted MVP
Yeah, motherfucker, I love my enemies
Yeah, ayy, and when they talk about the block, they gon′ talk about me
When they talk about the opp, they gon' talk about me
Like, yeah, they gon′ talk about me, yeah
What? What?
And when you gossip with your bitch, you gon' talk about me
Like, yeah, you gon′ talk about me
Fuckboy, I wet him up and left him dead up in the street


Baby, don't cry, you gotta keep your head up
I know it's hard in the streets and you fed up
Baby, don′t cry, yeah
Baby, don′t cry, yeah
Homie, we gon' slide, you gotta keep your head up
I know it′s hard in the streets and you fed up
Homie, we gon' slide, yeah
Homie, we gon′ slide, yeah

Cruel and cold-hearted, words used by the LA County district
Attorney here today to describe the two suspected gang members