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Step it up hear me, feel the funk, yeah

I just smoked a whole eighth in a spliff
Some call that a problem but I call it a gift
Hit the clutch then I

borin'
VIP, lil' bitch, I'm important
Might get some weed, might get it imported
We don't have problems, we solve it and sort it
If you don't got my

teach you about the finer things in life
Uncle J-Millz he got the Jordan connect
But you can only hit him up once a year, so make sure it's some kicks you

Sometimes i cry...
Sometimes i lie...
Sometimes i wonder when He'll crack the sky...
Sometimes i wonder when He's passin by...
Sometimes i wonder why

Let's go
Hello I'm lil Capo
Nigga yea I'm the problem child
If I ever run into lil shhh I might gun 'em down
Say they five deep I got 'bout fifty

Casio watch no diamond's bitch I'm still icy
I could take your bitch no problem in my fresh white tee
Chillin at the beach smoke a j sippin on a ice

my cord is on the way but I still got shit to say
They honking horns all day hope they don't catch them astray
You can tell what's on my mind by

Damn they don't make em like me no more
Got my wifey right beside me I can't see no whore
If they try to fuckin stop me got my beam on for em
Let my

gettin' niggas scratched
No shade, I can't fault you, but my problem is the gimmick actin'
Trappin' cuz it's fun, well, I'm trappin' for a Big Mac
I don't

Yeah, I might be way too bent, cause that shit make no sense, we count by every cent
We count it off, okay, we let it off, okay, we set it off, okay,

Afflicted by my past, I can't seem to let to go
No it don't define me, but it's keeping a hold
Full nelson, arm-bar, and rear-naked choke
Life got me

On This Body Experience Way Head Y'all's 
Never Call c Trolley Ka Uber Da Feet No Saw 

Never Need To Call My Brudda For The Problem Solve

I Got Hands Too

ass a smack
I've been on my grind, she been right there with me
I'm so misunderstood but she the one that gets me
Every time I got a problem, I go

problems
And bob and weaving
gotta see this, god i got mc'ing
I'm just listening
Sitting in the sun she glistening
I think she made of Glisten
She know my

looking for no problems
Just state the reason
If it ain't money why you calling
I got a feeling
That all these people want a taste of what i'm on
Never

can't visit
I been acting as if I got Prada on my face 
Bentley with the Benz no more problems in my way 

That's the type of shit that y'all be wanting

the blade
Cutting up
You could catch a fade
Hope you
Catch the hint
By the way 
I'm the wave 
Ninja Neeks Ag 
Hit the J
47 
I'll be on my way

Uhh
This is

got a problem? Don't worry, I'll grab the tissues
I'm smart and educated, I don't need a calculator
But, I'm 'bout as ignorant as Jesus Christ's little

a matter of time
Look, They want me to rap but don't listen to my problems
Never been to jail but time with the pen could solve it
My mother got to see her

Everything na vibes when you a toxic nigga 
Slingin dick, providing affection, stand by with the attention 
You my girl just ain’t no title 
I make

a problem
School and street smarts that means I got good grammar
Never the type to fuck up with my commas 
Don't give a shit nor a damn bout no drama 
Making

on lemme switch my caidence
When Kurt died I was mad at rock for real
Went from poppin' a ollie-
To poppin' steel
Never got intricate wit an instrument

29 and I still got a baby face
And I’m still cracking hoes like it’s 88
I was tryna count a roll and it made me late
I know all these niggas broke, I

I’m all in my feelings yeah
Got me feeling different yeah
When you come around you got me geeked up to the ceiling yeah
Sliding for my brothers on my