Problem - 50 Shades Of Grey lyrics

This for all you niggas
Thinkin' I'm too scared to respond
To these angry ass niggas throwin'
Stones at a don i mean, honestly
It's like bubble bath to a pond
Gram polkin' every shirt, Hordio and Quran
They all wanna know my take on it
I ain't got one, ask around real niggas know
They seem to settle where the metal is
Fuckin' between, then the rules on both sides
Papered on limousine, what?
Tint darker than killas dreams
Heavenly motifs
The devil stay tryna intervene
Fuck it! Be higher than Levine
Then call my bitch up, lit like a light bulb
But won't neva eva switch up
Industry nigga calling my phone
I rarely pick up
Cuz all they talk about is what
New rapper they sick of
Then 3 months later I'm
Checking music on Fader
And it's him and the same rapper’s
New record titled won't switch up
(go figure) i won't feel 'em with yo hands
It's a fact I'm on these tracks
Just doin' wheelies with no hands
Niggas like to ask me like
Wassup with me and Wiz
It was what it was, now it is what it is
Me, Prez and Nick, no bags
Meetin' up at the clear port
Rumor has it me and Meek
Mill fought at the airport
Won't go in detail cause that
Ain't how I conrole
But respect was the air result and
At least he got down, tho
That's more than I can say
About a lotta these niggas
These iFights I'm gettin' tired of, niggas
Where the love? Fuck the subs! It's the hood
Where we at, YG? We both responsible
Fo' bringin' this shit back, yG
Fuck the money, fuck the crew
We need to chat, yG
Both our first time on TV was together
Remember that, YG? Ball's in yo court
Either duck it or pass
Buckets of blood or buckets of cash
Ready either way, it's enough of that
Snapbacks, no bucket hats
No more free verses
Where yo muthafuckin' budget at?
I'd done put way too many niggas on fo' free
That get deals off my buzz and get
Mad when I want my fee
Homeboy, I could tell ya I neva hustled befo'
Ya supposed to respect the connect
So the hustle keep gon'
Fo' the connect disconnect everything
You got going
Shit, I can't blame you fo' not knowing
Should just say that then
The rap game would let a lay back in
Finally forgave us fo' that shit that
Went down way back when
It's about progression
We too rich for all this agression
Bottles of bad bitches
Now I feel the section
Oh yeah, no tough shit, I ain't tryna be thug
This ain't a mask on, cause deep down