Slim Thug, Kirko Bangz, Propain - Got a Problem lyrics
Kirk Jerel Randle
[Slim Thug, Kirko Bangz, Propain - Got a Problem lyrics]
Yo, when I started out
You never gave me shit
But I was trying to survive on the grind
For days till it made me sick
Niggas hating on me
Talking down they used to make me quit
Nowadays when they call a nigga phone
Try to get me on they song
Gotta pay me bitch
I ride round on a mission daily
Tryna get the paper gotta feed my grinds
Bun B told me young it's tough
But when you coming up they
Wanna see you down
Down here they don’t give a fuck about you
No love partner, it's a dirty game
Just cos Rico killed Calvin
That don’t mean a nigga won’t merk ya mayne
Seen foul shit when niggas hurt for change
Watch ya back with these lying hoes
If you got a ho when you a shining bro
Then she gonna ride with a
Nigga who be shining more
She'll only love you when you
Buy her a stone yeah, they wanna fuck you
When you diamonds glow
It's the same shine that'll blind ya soul
When you stop all that other
Shit they around it goes
And I lost a partner
He alive well not to Pro i go ape shit
One monkey never gonna stop the show
Twin told me gotta watch your foes!
Nigga take from me I went and got some more
With just to let em' picture me rolling
I make the album cover with a drop and fold
Got the club popping while we popping rolls
Got your girl bopping trying
To drop her clothes
All my niggas paid and my mama straight
Think I give a fuck bout that gossip ho?
Cause these haters hate & they no stopping
Fuck’em all I made mo profit
Didn't understand when I was broke big-e
But money really bring mo problems
I got a problem
Too much money, too many cars
Got too many bitches
Too many cribs that I ain't even
Got enough time to live in
I got a problem, got too much heart
Got too much soul got too much love
I show to much and mayne
I never get enough of i got a problem
I see these niggas hating on me
They at the bottom and they waiting on me
I pray to God I can make a way
Give my sister a crib
Put my brother on the lake
& all of my enemies fade away
I got a problem
I know so many wanna see me fall
I make the motherfuckers suffer when
They see me ball
See me in that big bent like fuck’em all
You ain't gotta fuck with me cause
I don’t fuck with y'all
Crab ass niggas, snake ass niggas
Say they real but they just
A bunch of fake niggas
My mistake niggas, thought you was one hunned
I take that loss bitch I’m a boss
But I learn from it
They tired of seeing me stunting
Want me to fall off
They like me better broke &
Fucked up on that nawf
But bitch I’m still climbing
Ain't sold none of my diamonds
Still dropping all these cars I rap about
& all these bars still pull Ménage à trois
With the baddest broads like I dreamed it
It’s hogg life for life and I mean it
I see these niggas hating
Wait for me to fall it's 15 years later
Hater’s I’m still standing tall!
You never gave me shit
But I was trying to survive on the grind
For days till it made me sick
Niggas hating on me
Talking down they used to make me quit
Nowadays when they call a nigga phone
Try to get me on they song
Gotta pay me bitch
I ride round on a mission daily
Tryna get the paper gotta feed my grinds
Bun B told me young it's tough
But when you coming up they
Wanna see you down
Down here they don’t give a fuck about you
No love partner, it's a dirty game
Just cos Rico killed Calvin
That don’t mean a nigga won’t merk ya mayne
Seen foul shit when niggas hurt for change
Watch ya back with these lying hoes
If you got a ho when you a shining bro
Then she gonna ride with a
Nigga who be shining more
She'll only love you when you
Buy her a stone yeah, they wanna fuck you
When you diamonds glow
It's the same shine that'll blind ya soul
When you stop all that other
Shit they around it goes
And I lost a partner
He alive well not to Pro i go ape shit
One monkey never gonna stop the show
Twin told me gotta watch your foes!
Nigga take from me I went and got some more
With just to let em' picture me rolling
I make the album cover with a drop and fold
Got the club popping while we popping rolls
Got your girl bopping trying
To drop her clothes
All my niggas paid and my mama straight
Think I give a fuck bout that gossip ho?
Cause these haters hate & they no stopping
Fuck’em all I made mo profit
Didn't understand when I was broke big-e
But money really bring mo problems
I got a problem
Too much money, too many cars
Got too many bitches
Too many cribs that I ain't even
Got enough time to live in
I got a problem, got too much heart
Got too much soul got too much love
I show to much and mayne
I never get enough of i got a problem
I see these niggas hating on me
They at the bottom and they waiting on me
I pray to God I can make a way
Give my sister a crib
Put my brother on the lake
& all of my enemies fade away
I got a problem
I know so many wanna see me fall
I make the motherfuckers suffer when
They see me ball
See me in that big bent like fuck’em all
You ain't gotta fuck with me cause
I don’t fuck with y'all
Crab ass niggas, snake ass niggas
Say they real but they just
A bunch of fake niggas
My mistake niggas, thought you was one hunned
I take that loss bitch I’m a boss
But I learn from it
They tired of seeing me stunting
Want me to fall off
They like me better broke &
Fucked up on that nawf
But bitch I’m still climbing
Ain't sold none of my diamonds
Still dropping all these cars I rap about
& all these bars still pull Ménage à trois
With the baddest broads like I dreamed it
It’s hogg life for life and I mean it
I see these niggas hating
Wait for me to fall it's 15 years later
Hater’s I’m still standing tall!