K-Luxuriant - You Got Problems lyrics

It’s K-Luxuriant it’s lit!

Problems, problems, yeah got real problems
I can see the temperature rising of your seat
And as the sun sets you
Try to overtake your distractions
But that ain’t happening soon
You must believe
These demons inside me, making me hop a lot
They want the control
They tryna reach to the spot
And I’m doing things
Whether I like it or not
Always denying a negotiation or some sort

Yeah, I got alot of problems
I’m trying to make a count of it
Well 86, 87 that’s a lot
I’m prolly gonna lose the count of it
Tackling problems with no hеlp
This ain’t no counterfeit
Know this comes to mе soon
Everytime I try to move away from it
And everytime I try to learn
What’s my problem is
I get turned into a monster
Maybe that’s the problem is
Tryna make an album peacefully
Please don’t disturb me
If angels & demons talk face to face
Then I might chill a bit
With every song I write
There’s a controlled anger
I’m trying to make every part of verse
A part of banger
I’m just trying to buy more planes
Till I need another hanger but I speak less
I’ve accomplishments & I’m not a bragger

Problems, problems, yeah got real problems
I can see the temperature rising of your seat
And as the sun sets you
Try to overtake your distractions
But that ain’t happening soon
You must believe
These demons inside me, making me hop a lot
They want the control
They tryna reach to the spot
And I’m doing things
Whether I like it or not
Always denying a negotiation or some sort

Devils start to arise
Do couple things until it becomes distraction
But I’m home-grown
They don’t know how I stay
On track I got traction
When my album dropped, I saw their faces
They all made rare reactions
I’m the one who haunts you at night
Awh just got your admission
Understand, I like to make sounds but I
Hate each & every noisy dog
You might know me as slim & wavy
I’m as big as tree logs
If ever felt confusing
Just search on Google & feel my spot
And I’m the one whom you creep on
I know your late night thoughts
As the sun sets
You start to take-over your distractions
Tryna stay focused
Tryna make everything rest at perfection
Proceed with caution
Stare at me & you’ll get lum-sum aggressions
Ayy, this might be what I’ve dreamed of
I guess this is the passion

Problems, problems, yeah got real problems
I can see the temperature rising of your seat
And as the sun sets you
Try to overtake your distractions
But that ain’t happening soon
You must believe
These demons inside me, making me hop a lot
They want the control
They tryna reach to the spot
And I’m doing things
Whether I like it or not
Always denying a negotiation or some sort