Problems (feat. Pusha T) [Triangle Park Mix]

(Triangle Park)

Let 'em light up a square, Billy Jean in the air

Kept it a hunnid like a Air Force pair

If they don't give me the chair, I clown 'em all, boy, this shit is unfair

Behind closed doors, I'm still gon' be forever aware

Let 'em label me a backpack rapper turned to a school shooter

All they top five get hit, unless they cool tutors

I took a chance like Monopoly, now who's stoppin' me?

I'm watchin' out for all the weird vibes and the animosity

Just holdin' on to God's hand, a whale on dry land

Fuck they time span, in my season, I won't die bland

'Cause in a way my whole lane is free like I-10

It's like I spend every day in the chokey, I'm locked in

And my grandma house is my sanctuary, I can't get carried

Fruit was hangin' low when we play on Cherry

The angel dust we servin' could taint the fairies, we staining dairies

Raised with bad culinary, we was taught to make it barely, yeah

Cocaine stickin' to your gums like tables

If you don't like the shit, then you can leave like basil

His back got batteries, we jump 'em like cables

The feds on scope, so feins peelin' off the labels

I don't really want to hear that shit, ****

I don't really want to hear your problems

I don't really want hear that shit, ****

If you don't like it, go and get a job

They hirin' dummies on the block

Story is, the **** you call close the ones to plot, ayy

Life a rollercoaster and your bitch gon' get a drop, ayy

Stingy with my pennies and a bitch can't get a drop, ayy

My TDE calls come from the top

The one I speak directly to is top

New rappers tryin' legends for the notch

And every has-beens interviews are watched

Listen, Ray Vaughn, be clear of your peers

'Cause in a couple years it be musical chairs

We done seen **** panic and show us they tears

Reminiscin' over hits, but the money ain't there

Truth or dare, still get it for 18, I swear

Reasonable doubt and all my thoughts are cashmere

The paper cut the tips of my fingers like cashiers

I tell you stunt dummies, "You welcome to crash here"

Cocaine stickin' to your gums like tables

If you don't like the shit, then you can leave like basil

His back got batteries, we jump 'em like cables

The feds on scope, so feins peelin' off the labels

I don't really want to hear that shit, ****

I don't really want to hear your problems

I don't really want hear that shit, ****

If you don't like it, go and get a job

They hirin' dummies on the block

Story is, the **** you call close the ones to plot, ayy

Life a rollercoaster and your bitch gon' get a drop, ayy

Stingy with my pennies and a bitch can't get a drop, ayy

I'm from LA County, a strange place, cocaine based

They know who I am without name play, no gameplay

Locked up, my bro got the same case and I blame face

The enemies get stomped to no features like a blank face

He got no heir, like a king without a son

Caught my cousin with the pills, said, "He's goin' on the run"

And the time that they gon' give him, he might never see the sun

No, the time that they gon' give him, he might never see a son, that's the one

Got a hunnid shots of vodka in my piss

Growin' up is realizin' Deebo was a bitch

You know the code, Nintendo **** better not ever switch

But he told for his family, we don't wanna hear that shit, ****

Cocaine stickin' to your gums like tables (skrrr)

If you don't like the shit, then you can leave like basil

His back got batteries, we jump 'em like cables (ayy)

The feds on scope, so feins peelin' off the labels (skrrr)

I don't really want to hear that shit, ****

I don't really want to hear your problems (fuck it)

I don't really want hear that shit, **** (shit, ****)

If you don't like it, go and get a job

They hirin' dummies on the block

Story is, the **** you call close the ones to plot, ayy

Life a rollercoaster and your bitch gon' get a drop, ayy

Stingy with my pennies and a bitch can't get a drop, ayy