Problems

(álbum: Red Teenage Melody - 2016)

Yea, yea...
Do it one more time, let me feel that closer, got it
Yea, yea...

All these bitches want me cuz I make them do some crazy shit
All these niggas hate me cause they never tried to take a risk
I've been on the ride, man
Always on my side, man
Niggas want me dead, man
Get that through your head, man
Call my phone to tell me that you want advice for pointless shit
I don't give a fuck about your cash and how you're making it
Can't you take a sign, man?
I don't got no time, man
Look into my eyes
I see purple in the skies, man

I don't need no problems in my fucking life
So bitch get out my sight
Please get out my sight
I don't need no problems in my fucking life
So bitch get out my...
Yeah

Watch my moves, nigga
You can't choose, nigga
All these people want me gone
Still, I tell you tie my shoes, nigga
You can't choose nigga
Think about it, won't you think about it?
I've been planning all this shit I wanna do to make a switch
Still these niggas want me fucking gone
Yeah
If you ain't a real kid, put your face to the steak
And still these niggas want me gone
A hundred times I say this I'm on your fucking playlist
And I don't want to talk about this shit no more, man
Yeah
So just take your shit and get out my whip
Cause, all you niggas want me gone
Yeah
I know that, you lying
I see that, you trying
I don't trust, nobody
I say that, I'm sorry
But it's all a fucking lie
Can't you read between the lines
These niggas want me fucking gone, yea

Yeah, I'm alright