Problem - Singin From My Heart lyrics

They say money ain’t everything
Shut that up, don’t talk to me like a child
Brah I’m not that young
Even though I’m grown that don’t mean
Now I ain’t learnin still
Don’t think cuz of fame I can’t
Get my ass murdered still
So I do the things that
Really it’s supposed to be
The feel of fuckin failure
Shouldn't scare you it should focus you
Girl I’m on my grind on these niggas
I ain’t shinin on these niggas
Have my eye on these niggas if they try
Fuck these niggas it’s what they doin
Y'all fake niggas, y'all can keep that
I don’t want that love remember bad deals
I could get it in the car
And go spark that plug
Stop betrayin me baby, I'll be back
Don’t start that love
And girl should you do me
You already ready for it, i’m finna do it no
Fuck these niggas mane
They don’t know no better
Been 4 months since still my nigga
I ain’t seen no letters they gave him 50
He should be with me out getting his wealth
Last time we talked he told me
He was gonna kill himself
Fuck! I don’t know what I’mma
Do without my dog you in the game
Gonna yell your name til you get out my dog

My Lord, it’s crazy how this track got
Me singing from my heart
I’m swerving lane to lane
Champagne all in my veins
It’s crazy how this track got
Me singing from my heart
I’m swerving lane to lane
Champagne all in my veins

Damn shame you niggas lame, prayin
Bringin niggas pain
Sucker niggas all in pain when
The fans yell my name
Like go Problem, go Problem
You think that I don’t want problems
Don’t know Problem
That will be second when I feel it
I’m parasailing
Diamonds ain’t from Zales kid
Yea this is the real boys and
This that shit we live for
Pop champagne and live for
Grindin' while my kids snore
Mama see my billboard and she went nuts
Bitches actin for a handout
All I give is two fucks
I’ve been drinkin' too much
I’ve been smoking too much
Girl I can’t put it down, roll a joint
Puff puff i ain’t talkin' bout no Diddy
This is really how I’m feelin' everyday
Amaretto mixed with apple juice
Make pains go away
I’mma stay up in the booth
Til you lames go away
Yo have me by that march when you
Say they name if you pay

My Lord, it’s crazy how this track got
Me singing from my heart
I’m swerving lane to lane
Champagne all in my veins
It’s crazy how this track got
Me singing from my heart
It’s crazy how this track got
Me singing from my heart
It’s crazy how this track got
Me singing from my heart