Problem - Let Em Die lyrics

What? What?

Where the love, niggas
Surrounded by white girls
Yea they love niggas i really was
You just dressin like a drug dealer
Got no love for these
Motehrfuckin fuck niggas
Fuck it it, I let em die
Stay with a zip, no fly
Zone getting dome while my chauffeur drive
It’s precious cargo, it’s Diamond Lane
The same niggas fore the diamonds came
We going in on yall cus them larger lanes
I keep 3 bad bitches, Frankie Lawton mane
Problem so good, the irony mane
Money straight like I ironed it mane

Where the love, niggas
Surrounded by white girls
Yea they love niggas i really was
You just dressin like a drug dealer
Got no love for these
Motehrfuckin fuck niggas
Fuck it, I let em die
Money straight like I ironed it mane

I made it like I designed it mane
Made them niggas sit back
I reclined the game
I decline the lane but redefined the game
Every flow I know is bout
It either time or game
Franklins… pay me bitch
Whoever thought talkin shit would
Make me rich?
Pull out this dick and I bet she strip
Never ever let a thirsty nigga make me piss
It ain’t possible, thought M’s was impossible
Now I’m feelin unstoppable
And I’m higher than colossal go
Yea, that’s 6 flags
Make a bitch cum fast in that 6 jag
Middle to the bitch ass niggas
That’s forever with the faking
Just got a young shooter
Nick Young to the Lakers let’s turn up
Put me in the urn if I don’t earn up
I burn up this whole fuckin buiding, rollin
4 wheelin
My only guarantee is taxes and more children
Cuz I’m a motherfucker
Fuck a nigga mother while his brother watch
I think I’m bout to buy another watch
Cook cookin boy, I’m oven hot
Fuck these niggas from here
I came in for the other other other spots
You know, legendary
Met a few rappers that found out
Somebody’s legend scary as a… what?

Where the love, niggas
Surrounded by white girls
Yea they love niggas i really was
You just dressin like a drug dealer
Got no love for these
Motehrfuckin fuck niggas
Fuck it, I let em die