Problems (Edited)

Now dig

You got rich ****, right

They do what they wanna do

And you got broke ****, you heard?

They do what they gotta do

Now ask yourself, which one are you?

Fall back

Soakin' in Remy

Sittin' back, smokin' a twenty

Shit is scabby, the hustlin' is so in me

Never show envy, got a style I maxed

I'm like Po back in '84, now smile at that

Unseen when I'm low, but still right in your face

I'm so skinny, but that semi-auto's right in my waist

From Jags to Jeeps

Hoopties with the raggedy seats

Just imagine how I'm movin' if we had any beef

Beats relax me, good cheeba keeps me nasty

Lower the smoke when I see the D's creepin' past me

Duckin' a notch, born bustin' dutches apart

Love pussy with pretty lips

When you fuck it, it fart

Friend or foe, freak for the rims that glow

Rock Timbs if it's summer or ten below

Love the streets

The science of the drugs that's deep

I'm just another **** next up, tryin' to eat

I had some problems

You know

And no one could seem to solve them

Not a soul, baby

But you found the answer

It's all for y'all now

You told me to take this chance

But it seems y'all would rather

See me hit than see me rich

Get bagged over some bullshit and see me snitch

Hopin' some AIDS ho bitch'll leave me sick

Like I'm a sucker for love with some easy dick

I did dirt through my days, but hid my work

Even then I still made sure no kids got hurt

Sweep the next, been on since my feet got wet

From the best turned vet, learned to speak direct

My game's sharpened, we all had out days of barkin'

You could tell **** styles by they ways of parkin'

Why dispute it?

Dope got us so polluted

Paranoid to the point it's like we over do it

Police pressure, peep how the beasts arrest you

Rough up, handcuff and treat you lesser

Toast on me, smoke spray our potpourri

Y'all can bet I'ma rep how it's supposed to be (Be)

I had some problems

You know

And no one could seem to solve them

Not a soul, baby

But you found the answer

It's all for y'all now

You told me to take this chance

I got it locked, feel me

If in a game, get chills on a sniff on my chain

It's only real, certain **** mention my name

Some relate, others stay numb in the face

Tryna keep steps ahead like we runnin' a race

Nikes and Timbs, lady friends like 'em slim

Light makeup, that shit that blend right with the skin

So what's the issue?

All dick sucks is still official

Cold-steel nickles and Phil I'm still with you

Icebergin', on the turnpike mergin'

Late night, white brake lights, black Excursion

Tree smokin', hustle the rap, I'ma keep ropin'

Too many **** got deep emotions

The stress got 'em

Who else want to express they problems?

Get upset, but real reps respect the bottom

To a false, feel a fake love or hate

Right or wrong as long as the thugs relate ('Late)

I had some problems

You know

And no one could seem to solve them

Not a soul, baby

But you found the answer

It's all for y'all now

You told me to take this chance

What y'all want from me?

I had some problems

Y'all haters better get a hustle, man

Stop fuckin' with me

And no one could seem to solve them

I'm tryna live man

Know what I mean?

I've been at the bottom

But you found the answer

I was risin', fell back down

I'm tryin' to climb up, man

You told me to take this chance

Get off my back, baby

It's all a game, man, don't hate me, hate the game

I had some problems

AZ the Visualiza return, once again

Love life, hate, what the fuck

And no one could seem to solve them

But you found the answer

You told me to take this chance