Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I heard the young **** plotting
I heard the young **** looking
Giuseppe, i'm steady, just walking
Young **** feel like a rookie
So many bands on me
Young **** need a prescription
Blue bezel deep off in my watch
Young **** feel like a Piston
[Verse 2]
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
[Verse 3]
Young **** never had money
The dealer lived up the ave from me
I always wanted that fast money
Plus, my little partner, dem get scam money
Hey, we gives a fuck 'bout no ****, fuck 'bout no ****
We might pull up on a ****, up on a ****
I got the ups on a ****, ups on a ****
Flex on 'em, drop all the bucks on them ****, fuck 'em
Yeh, ha, when I'm in the building
I come to hurt **** feelings, shit
I'm another ****, used to doe dirt when I was little
Around all that work when I was little
I never worked when I was little
Come from the bottom
I spotted them at the top, I got 'em
The top looking wobbly, I'm thinking 'bout dropping it
I got 98 problems, getting rich ain't one, a bitch ain't one
Hold up, bitch, I ain't done
[Verse 4]
I heard the young **** plotting
I heard the young **** looking
Giuseppe, i'm steady, just walking
Young **** feel like a rookie
So many bands on me
Young **** need a prescription
Blue bezel deep off in my watch
Young **** feel like a Piston
[Verse 5]
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
[Verse 6]
Bitch, I got a whole lot of money
The **** you with, they do a whole lot of fronting
I fucked up a check like fuck this shit, I'm up little bitch
And we don't give a fuck, lil' bitch
It's four hundred a cup, lil' bitch
I'm in Oakland, hundreds point
I'm probably fucking 'round with Tuck and shit
Never move alone, I probably got the nine all tucked and shit
Diamonds and my jewels, strapped whenever I move
If I don't do what I do, then the trap ain't never gon' move
Ability to be the greatest, ha, hanging around all the majors
Since I was young I had big dreams
Gave mama a spot, I was sixteen
Been had the money, been had the swag, been had the cash
I gave these **** the swag, but I didn't give 'em my last, damn!
Young **** feel like a rookie
Oh man, prescription
[Verse 7]
I heard the young **** plotting
I heard the young **** looking
Giuseppe, i'm steady, just walking
Young **** feel like a rookie
So many bands on me
Young **** need a prescription
Blue bezel deep off in my watch
Young **** feel like a Piston
[Verse 8]
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
I got rich problems
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