President T - Never Had Problems lyrics
[President T - Never Had Problems lyrics]
OK oK greatest to Ever Touch Down
One of the only one take guys in Britain left
Never had problems at my door
Never had problems at my gates
What I'm doing Britain
Some of them ask "Would you
Do it in the States?"
I don't really know, with my record
That's maybe a not
All I ever hear is rounds, they were like
"Prez are you shot?"
Maybe I wounded, with a likkle intent
Filled him up with lead and copper
And I ain't talking the ones that are bent
Trust T on the wing, if I say 100 percent
Wayland and Strangeways, that's where I went
Sorry, that's not what I meant
What's it going to be, g or a gent?
Never had problems at my door
Never had problems at my gate
I don't want to turn, England into the States
Never had problems, at my door, never
Had problems at my gate, trust me
I'll start raising the rates
Never had problems
Come to your home, I said come to your home
All I want to do is talk
Don't want to bring it all down to the chrome
I was the afro without the comb
So much food in my crib
You would of thought
It was filled with foam
"Prez, will you ever lie to the fans?"
Nah rudeboy, you should be asking
Will you ever die for the grands?
Never had problems on my porch
Anybody talking large
Send for my likkle nephew with the torch
And I ain't talking the ones that shine
They were like, this mantle is fine
I mean that's if you mention mine
President T on the grime
Never had problems at my door
Never had problems at my gate
I don't want to turn, England into the states
Never had problems
At my door, never had problems at my gate
Trust me i'll start raising the rates
Never had problems
One of the only one take guys in Britain left
Never had problems at my door
Never had problems at my gates
What I'm doing Britain
Some of them ask "Would you
Do it in the States?"
I don't really know, with my record
That's maybe a not
All I ever hear is rounds, they were like
"Prez are you shot?"
Maybe I wounded, with a likkle intent
Filled him up with lead and copper
And I ain't talking the ones that are bent
Trust T on the wing, if I say 100 percent
Wayland and Strangeways, that's where I went
Sorry, that's not what I meant
What's it going to be, g or a gent?
Never had problems at my door
Never had problems at my gate
I don't want to turn, England into the States
Never had problems, at my door, never
Had problems at my gate, trust me
I'll start raising the rates
Never had problems
Come to your home, I said come to your home
All I want to do is talk
Don't want to bring it all down to the chrome
I was the afro without the comb
So much food in my crib
You would of thought
It was filled with foam
"Prez, will you ever lie to the fans?"
Nah rudeboy, you should be asking
Will you ever die for the grands?
Never had problems on my porch
Anybody talking large
Send for my likkle nephew with the torch
And I ain't talking the ones that shine
They were like, this mantle is fine
I mean that's if you mention mine
President T on the grime
Never had problems at my door
Never had problems at my gate
I don't want to turn, England into the states
Never had problems
At my door, never had problems at my gate
Trust me i'll start raising the rates
Never had problems