Problems
Mic Dawson
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I had some problems And no one could seem to solve them I need my only answer You told me to take this chance I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I And I got problems n*** I got your mothaffuckin problems Niggas got baby mother problems Niggas got full cases And the niggas got momfrucking hoes singing to kill And I got problems And I got your motherfucking problems I got problems Aye Aye Aye Aye Aiye Aye Aye Aye And I got problems Aye I got your mothafuckin problems Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Yes I grew up real small so I ain't fight n****s That attitude of a shooter so I ain't like n****s I did a lot of scandalous shit to get right n*** I just thank god it ain't cost me my life n*** I been going through it been getting arrested I been fucking bitches n**** been finessing I been catching cases throwing sniffing wessons Felonies and court dates F*ck that that shit depressing I done been on the prison bus Cuff the Gucci In the same joint as me and Lil' Joe Lamoosey At the same time when I was on the road with Trubb Never thought I'd be in Lebanon I don't know the f*ck with love But it is what it is with the fucking world I'm a product where I'm from I'm a motherfucking blood At the end of the day I'm a fucking thug I just wanna hear the lick of me the motherfucking blood I got heads and problems I got problems n*** When no one could seem to solve them But you found the answer You got problems I got problems Put your motherfucking hands up n*** Big boy came with a hard life Yo, it's like my dad don't seem right if I don't hit his cell I ain't shit without my hustle and my fucking scale You try to play me like a bitch I hit you with a shell You pussy n****s praying they go to heaven I'ma give them hell N****s blood sweating tears with this H&L It's on my motherfucking face n**** can't you tell These n****s hating on the kid that you hate yourself That's why I'm always rolling by myself Those n****s make us hell If they hit me up right now who gon' put my bail Who gon' put me on my feet if I take a L You put these n****s in a cell Bout their nails with Pepsi and a cigarette Watch these motherfuckers tail I got a uncle doing 90's through the life n*** Man I got daughters yeah I gotta get them white n*** Don't call him daddy if his name ain't Mike n*** Put they hands on you they gon' be your daddy Life I got problems Hands and problems Bitch I got problems n*** When no one could seem to solve them But you found the answer You told me to take a chance Yeah
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