Problem, Wiz Khalifa - Bout Mine lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Problem, Wiz Khalifa - Bout Mine lyrics]
Yeah, I’m on my shit
Did it big for the town I rep
Daddy came real big, takin’ no half-steps
Seen my nigga Bird and those
Pull up in that Lex
And I thought to myself: "fuck that
I’m next"
I’ve gotta get out of here and just move
No matter your thoughts on a nigga
Just play it smooth
The perks of getting it, getting it big win
Supersedes the gang of things
That you could lose fuck it, you gotta do it
Ridin’ with packets up in the Buick
Real when I talk
You feel it all in the music
She pop it in my face
She do it for my amusement fall in drunk
Wake up my girl to get to accusing
I hate y’all niggas, Tommy Hilfiger
This the life and the times of a real nigga
Tours, no layover, baby, I ain’t lying
Pussy, I’m canining
Been through too much to be silent, fuck it
I’m about mine i’mma get mines off, for real
Yeah, I’m about mine
So let me get mines off, for real
I was taught to keep it real, nigga
But in this game, real don’t get the win
So fuck havin’ fit's, nigga
And stop worrying about drowning before
You get to swim
Life lesson: money’s a daily cycle
Get your bike lesson
Don’t know how good you are
’til you apply pressure
Word to that other Rollie
Sittin’ in my dresser where the ratchets
That love to cum to my
Songs on their mattress? Where the D-Boys
That got off on their ma’fuckin’ tinfoil
Come on, yeah
I’m about mine i’mma get mines off, for real
Yeah, I’m about mine
So let me get mines off, for real
Nigga, I made it with my own two hands
Took a step back for a sec
To see what I created
Nigga, you hatin’ ’cause my car
Cost more than your car
And I’ve got more parked where my estate is
Shake hands with rich niggas and
They all call me fam’
‘Cause when you rich, then you all related
It’s like organized crime
I get more than sky high
You wanna smoke? I can orchestrate it
Just a couple years back
Niggas said I wasn’t rap
‘Cause they thought that I was dressing funny
Fast forward up to now
I’ve got money by the pound
Uncle Ice, you can smell the money
I’m about mine i’mma get mines off, for real
Yeah, I’m about mine
So let me get mines off, for real
Did it big for the town I rep
Daddy came real big, takin’ no half-steps
Seen my nigga Bird and those
Pull up in that Lex
And I thought to myself: "fuck that
I’m next"
I’ve gotta get out of here and just move
No matter your thoughts on a nigga
Just play it smooth
The perks of getting it, getting it big win
Supersedes the gang of things
That you could lose fuck it, you gotta do it
Ridin’ with packets up in the Buick
Real when I talk
You feel it all in the music
She pop it in my face
She do it for my amusement fall in drunk
Wake up my girl to get to accusing
I hate y’all niggas, Tommy Hilfiger
This the life and the times of a real nigga
Tours, no layover, baby, I ain’t lying
Pussy, I’m canining
Been through too much to be silent, fuck it
I’m about mine i’mma get mines off, for real
Yeah, I’m about mine
So let me get mines off, for real
I was taught to keep it real, nigga
But in this game, real don’t get the win
So fuck havin’ fit's, nigga
And stop worrying about drowning before
You get to swim
Life lesson: money’s a daily cycle
Get your bike lesson
Don’t know how good you are
’til you apply pressure
Word to that other Rollie
Sittin’ in my dresser where the ratchets
That love to cum to my
Songs on their mattress? Where the D-Boys
That got off on their ma’fuckin’ tinfoil
Come on, yeah
I’m about mine i’mma get mines off, for real
Yeah, I’m about mine
So let me get mines off, for real
Nigga, I made it with my own two hands
Took a step back for a sec
To see what I created
Nigga, you hatin’ ’cause my car
Cost more than your car
And I’ve got more parked where my estate is
Shake hands with rich niggas and
They all call me fam’
‘Cause when you rich, then you all related
It’s like organized crime
I get more than sky high
You wanna smoke? I can orchestrate it
Just a couple years back
Niggas said I wasn’t rap
‘Cause they thought that I was dressing funny
Fast forward up to now
I’ve got money by the pound
Uncle Ice, you can smell the money
I’m about mine i’mma get mines off, for real
Yeah, I’m about mine
So let me get mines off, for real