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dee mula - problems lyrics

[intro]
(honcho on that beat, word, say that)
oh, ah
oh, ah
oh, ah

[verse]
f_ck i look like talkin’ ’bout my problems? they ain’t gon’ listen
‘fore i die, i’ma be a suspect on the run, you the victim
my daddy told me, “wrap it up,” my mama told me, “don’t kiss ’em
you know these hoes be suckin’ d_ck and goin’ straight to they n_gga”
i’m slidin’ through my city strapped up, two guns lapped up
big sh_t gon’ make a n_gga scream like the pastor
they act like they forgot, that’s cool though
all i know, a n_gga play, he got a role, he gotta go
since i got money, n_ggas feelin’ like i owe ’em, if i owe you, n_gga, take it
every n_gga owed me, i pulled up, made him pay me
lil’ n_gga, big heart, long d_ck, extension cord
my n_gga died, we was slidin’, your n_gga died, you went, recorded
that’s some p_ssy_ass sh_t
shootin’ at houses, hittin’ bricks, you got a rookie_ass clique
i’ve been smilin’ ‘hind pain, ’cause lately, i’ve been takin’ l!cks
grandma died, heart black, i promise don’t feel sh_t
b_tches actin’ like they faithful, in the bible, they ain’t sh_t
i can’t vent to n0body
i got scars on me now, come take a look at my body
fell out with n_ggas over nothin’, don’t gotta do sh_t but call me
we like family, got some years on our bed, why are you stallin’?
life short, my clips long, why you take my backbone?
they won’t open up no doors, i guess i gotta kick ’em down
i done opened up some shows, they like, “he got a different sound” (oh, ah)
first chance you get, take, i get a chance, i’m skippin’ town (oh, ah)
i’ma leave a n_gga flat, i’ma lay him on his back (duh, duh, duh)
creep up all black with that mac, slatt, slatt
them n_ggas don’t know sh_t about me, constantly speakin’ on my name
i just come around laughin’ with ’em, think this sh_t a game
say he got money, we got money too, we got choppers, fool (yeah)
ask that one lil’ n_gga, i don’t even know how dude made it through
on top of that, my attitude bad, don’t make me mad
seek my nephew on your ass, have him layin’ in your grass
i can tell n_ggas ain’t k!lled nothin’ (you p_ssy_ass n_gga)
i just sit back with my feet up and just push b_ttons
i put a bounty out, them n_ggas just gon’ keep huntin’
’cause if they catch ’em, they know this could change they life
so they tryna end this by tonight
my n_gga dead, don’t got no reason to be dead right now
i think about him all the time, i see red right now
he know his time comin’, he been sittin’ back, waitin’ for it
n_gga just be hatin’, don’t wanna see him with no pape’, do it?
[outro]
’cause they scared they gon’ die
they feel like i’ma use that paper for the wrong reason
you know i’ve been a threat since fifteen
facin’ twenty years at sixteen
my life amazing
that sh_t ain’t break a n_gga nothin’, i came off concrete
and i’m still goin’ through sh_t right now, whole city know i’ve been bad
parkway village baby
oh, ah
oh, ah
(honcho on that beat, word, say that)

- dee mula

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