Problems Songtext
von Nasty C
Problems Songtext
Nigga, I got problems
What you think I′m smoking for?
What you think I'm smoking for?
I′ve been quiet for a while now
Think I should be open more
Think I should be open more
You don't know how I've been over time, yeah
It′s kind of hard to maintain sober mind
What you think I′m smoking for?
She just gave me a banger and some headphones and I can reach forever
I know my teachers probably never thought I'd be this clever
Just another freedom lover
The industry will play you, get you hair, get you a bed
But then forget to leave some covers, that′s cold
See, I was just a little rascal
Watching BET videos like, "Man, that's cool"
I swear I had a million dollar plan that June
′97 in summer I let my pants hang loose
Now I'm feeling like I got my juice back
It was a climb from the bottom, I′m just glad I got my view back
And some haters I told them 'voetsek'
I ain′t got time for your bullshit
Trying to record a winner so badly I′m about to lose it
Surrounded by these beats I'm just glad I ain′t got no bruises
But I got problems, who got a doobie?
Nigga, I got problems
What you think I'm smoking for?
What you think I′m smoking for?
I've been quiet for a while now
Think I should be open more
Think I should be open more
You don′t know how I've been over time
It's kind of hard to maintain sober mind
What you think I′m smoking for?
To see the bullshit on my back drop
′Cause, nobody know me when the track stops
Bitches wanna see the champagne or the strap pop
'Cause a bursted condom is a jackpot
99 problems, 99 jerks
Quiet niggas normally smoke the loudest
I bet I treat your woman like she′s spineless
Hit the loud like once a month and leave my conscious spotless
Problems, pressure
'Cause if I up and left I′d leave a lot of niggas stressing, probably jobless
Yes sir, I took that private jet to fly back home and fill my nest up
I'm walking a straight line and shaking these haters off me
Niggas that put they word on the cross and they double-cross me
Bitches they hate the gentlemen, actions my poppa taught me
And that′s problems on problems on problems
I got problems
What you think I'm smoking for?
What you think I'm smoking for?
I′ve been quiet for a while now
Think I should be open more
Think I should be open more
You don′t know how I've been over time
It′s kind of hard to maintain sober mind
What you think I'm smoking for?
What you think I′m smoking for?
What you think I'm smoking for?
I′ve been quiet for a while now
Think I should be open more
Think I should be open more
You don't know how I've been over time, yeah
It′s kind of hard to maintain sober mind
What you think I′m smoking for?
She just gave me a banger and some headphones and I can reach forever
I know my teachers probably never thought I'd be this clever
Just another freedom lover
The industry will play you, get you hair, get you a bed
But then forget to leave some covers, that′s cold
See, I was just a little rascal
Watching BET videos like, "Man, that's cool"
I swear I had a million dollar plan that June
′97 in summer I let my pants hang loose
Now I'm feeling like I got my juice back
It was a climb from the bottom, I′m just glad I got my view back
And some haters I told them 'voetsek'
I ain′t got time for your bullshit
Trying to record a winner so badly I′m about to lose it
Surrounded by these beats I'm just glad I ain′t got no bruises
But I got problems, who got a doobie?
Nigga, I got problems
What you think I'm smoking for?
What you think I′m smoking for?
I've been quiet for a while now
Think I should be open more
Think I should be open more
You don′t know how I've been over time
It's kind of hard to maintain sober mind
What you think I′m smoking for?
To see the bullshit on my back drop
′Cause, nobody know me when the track stops
Bitches wanna see the champagne or the strap pop
'Cause a bursted condom is a jackpot
99 problems, 99 jerks
Quiet niggas normally smoke the loudest
I bet I treat your woman like she′s spineless
Hit the loud like once a month and leave my conscious spotless
Problems, pressure
'Cause if I up and left I′d leave a lot of niggas stressing, probably jobless
Yes sir, I took that private jet to fly back home and fill my nest up
I'm walking a straight line and shaking these haters off me
Niggas that put they word on the cross and they double-cross me
Bitches they hate the gentlemen, actions my poppa taught me
And that′s problems on problems on problems
I got problems
What you think I'm smoking for?
What you think I'm smoking for?
I′ve been quiet for a while now
Think I should be open more
Think I should be open more
You don′t know how I've been over time
It′s kind of hard to maintain sober mind
What you think I'm smoking for?
Writer(s): Nsikayesizwe Ngcobo, Erick Rushubirwa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
