Problems (feat. GAWNE)
Kwon Rabbit
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You really got problems, can't solve them Not me stop calling, I'm ballin You really got problems, can't solve them I ain't got no time for no bull shit You got issues not even dissing Matter of fact the whole subscription Popping your top like a prescription And I'm confused like something's missing Sitting at home All by my own Checking my phone Problems don't know Don't know what you want me to do I'm chillin with nothing to do Just know I'll retaliate too But I'll do what you do times two You can't compare we're not the same You're all bark I spit flames I'm big gains you big lame I'm 2 Chainz your no name Your Advil I'm cocaine I'll explain on a whole page I can do this all day But all day you complain You act like I won't put my tongue in your bitch Beefing with me doesn't make any sense I do what I do and I'm sounding obsessed So I do what I gotta till I am the best I'm big boss like Wilson Fisk If you talk shit then get hit I'm watching like this wrist I'm clocked in like two shifts Since lock down been locked in You not it I'm top ten I got this I'm God-sent Your stopping I'm starting You really got problems, can't solve them Not me stop calling, I'm ballin You really got problems, can't solve them I ain't got no time for no bull shit I got no time for the bullshit We got a problem? My trigger finger finna hitchya with a fuckin' full clip Used to get beat up in school by the older kids So I put all of their names on my bulletin board And I swore that one day I'd be pulling in more Fucking money than all of you chauvinist maggots Who thinking they better than me Evidently you're not in my league When you go against me you will see I'm a Dobermann Pinscher, you witnessing infinite wit When I spit this shit with a bit of that wickedness Shit, I'm just smokin' this beat like it's Indica, I Been on my grind Kill every syllable leaving em' dying. F*ck I gotta do to prove to all of you I'm not a man I'm made of fuckin' Iron Spit fire as I hip fire And declare war Airborne out the night sky Like Saddam I will let a bomb fly Out the confines of my dark mind Got my heart on my sleeve bitch These hard times made me sick But I evicted my demons Oh gee, now read it and weep kids A dying breed... Is what I been trying to be You know the irony is that I can finally see that you lied to me I tried to be diplomatic but shit I've had it Nothings gettin' solved You want a problem? Well now you have one... You really got problems, can't solve them Not me stop calling, I'm ballin You really got problems, can't solve them I ain't got no time for no bull shit
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