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What's The Issue?

 

What's The Issue?

(album: The $100 Mixtape - 2021)


In the kitchen and it's Taysty

Pop out with the magazines, homie, what's the issue?
If you disappear, ain't nobody gonna miss you
Hating on me, you just killing yourself
But I could put the suicide doors on the whip too
There's somebody 'bout to drown when I drip through
You ain't ever been around what I been through
Hating on me, you just killing yourself
So before you turn the page, let me know, what's the issue?

Okay, I never met lil buddy, I got no opinion on him
Why you speaking on me when I could just drop a billi on 'em?
Like a SWAT team, when I come down from the ceiling on 'em
Y'all was rapping 'bout the drugs, I was really, really on 'em
People talking from online but I give 'em no debate
'Cause in real life, all that hate the god disintegrate
I eliminate, we gon' make the time, ElimiDate
Make the money go from they pocket to mine, it immigrate
I see everything, bitch, I got the eyes of a hawk
And ain't no checking me 'cause I'ma always talk it how I walk
I'ma walk around the bullshit, run straight into the vault
I'ma keep mine concealed, that's why they brought all the chalk
I got big steel
My lil homies, they gon' pull up on some big wheels
Pissing on themself realizing this shit's real
Used to buy promethazine with the lid sealed
Now I skip a couple meals to make six mill

Pop out with the magazines, homie, what's the issue?
If you disappear, ain't nobody gonna miss you
Hating on me, you just killing yourself
But I could put the suicide doors on the whip too
There's somebody 'bout to drown when I drip through
You ain't ever been around what I been through
Hating on me, you just killing yourself
So before you turn the page, let me know, what's the issue?

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