The Problems (feat. D-Lucks)

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All these thoughts in my head, I can't stop em
I been running from my problems, maybe I'm the problem
Thought that I would lose them, somehow stop them
Still they follow
And I keep running from my problems, my problems
My mind is a dark place, more hate from a friendly face
My chick got expensive taste, we pitch in this pennant race
Spinning around second base, and never forget your faith
Just chip in for heaven sakes, and hit that collection plate
I drink and don't get in shape, just hit she already late
Them different dilemmas make it like Christmas with Chevy chase
I live in this mental state like a prisoner, metal gates and I'm tripping
I'm never escaping leather face
Ya'll don't respect the dead, graves you desecrate
With Biggie's death even that city west sang every step I take
More than a couple of tears but not my wedding cake
Get into your head like like we rented space, hope this resonates
Don't talk to me about no politics
I don't get in bed with feds or two headed snakes or the head of states
You see me less, I'm the VVS that the pressure makes
But what percentage of these checks does the depression take? Problems
All these thoughts in my head, I can't stop em
I been running from my problems, maybe I'm the problem
Thought that I would lose them, somehow stop them
Still they follow
And I keep running from my problems, my problems
We live in a sad state, we witnessing last days
Clown shit everywhere, this is the bad place
You give till your back breaks in this rat race
Funny while we beefing our existence is at stake
You turn the news on and there's a new war
We prepare the troops and funerals to wear a suit for
And at the church service sermon all the prayers are ignored
But can you find the tiny time to just spare for the lord
Clearly we're poor, paying rent we could barely afford
But don't dare resort to destroy the boards chairman's new porsche
It's all rigged system, made for big business
And fixing it with the same mind that created it is fictitious
So while the rich make the climate change in their private planes
The rest of us should combine the strength to find a way
The system's sick it's time we find it a cure
Or it will be a problem when we can't run from our problems no more
All these thoughts in my head, I can't stop em
I been running from my problems, maybe I'm the problem
Thought that I would lose them, somehow stop them
Still they follow
And I keep running from my problems, my problems
Which one is made of gold, how many are gold plated?
You know how the saying goes, best friends are low maintenance
Living this game of thrones, the message need no ravens
Think they the greatest, no, the "best" is in quotations
Bringing these ladies home, turn on they location
Just when they chain is froze, that turn into cold cases
Guess I'll just pay toll, our soul is a donation
No church I don't play with colts, I called it like Joe Namath
Twisted like a Van Gogh painting
And No shame until I'm canceled like I had low ratings
I'm so faded, Nick Saban with the wins
Rich James when I kick up dust
Fixation with a chick I could trust
We switch places I'll be giving a f*ck
Coroner fix faces then they pick out your tux
Knock at the door, false alarm, dumped it without a flush
Thank god the maid was just here, we had to fish out the stuff
All these thoughts in my head, I can't stop em
I been running from my problems, maybe I'm the problem
Thought that I would lose them, somehow stop them
Still they follow
And I keep running from my problems, my problems
All these thoughts in my head, I can't stop em
I been running from my problems, maybe I'm the problem
Thought that I would lose them, somehow stop them
Still they follow
And I keep running from my problems, my problems

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