Lyrics to Problem
I'm made to be a problem
I mean I did that shit
Ain’t nobody give me shit
Nothing, I had to go do that shit
Bring that shit back to the streets
Make them bands pop
Start with your mother and your father
That shit born in you
That shit in your household
That shit in your blood, aye
It started with my mother and my father
They told me I was special, I was made to win an Oscar (uh-huh)
Raised by the realest, killers, Crips and some robbers (boom! boom!)
The city on my back, I’m a motherfucking problem
Walking home from school, all I seen was the fiends (damn)
Nigga tryna come between my money and my team (bands)
I don’t give no fuck, cute bitch I was mean
Put her on some game, now that bitch think she me (what?)
It started with my mother and my father
They told me I was special, I was made to win an Oscar (Doll)
Raised by the realest, killers, Crips and some robbers (boom! boom!)
The city on my back, I’m a motherfucking problem
Walking home from school, all I seen was the fiends
Nigga tryna come between my money and my team (bands)
I don’t give no fuck, cute bitch, I was mean
Put her on some game, now that bitch think she me (she what?)
I ain’t gotta act tough, cause they know I ain’t soft (uh-huh)
Mama fucking with them tricks, he was breaking bitches off
Real bitch in my voice, when I walk and I talk
It’s a drought up in the hood, Courtney cooking up the sauce
I’ma take it way back, I was dealing out of sacks (uh-huh)
Now I push an i8, two seats with my racks
And if you think I trust a nigga, you gon’ have to think facts
I done carried all this pain on my shoulders, shit was wack
Big tee on the weekend, I’m so nervous sleeping
She said “Aye, you Mymy? Aye, what’s up, bitch what’s the business” (what’s up ho?)
I’m ready to swing, cause she acting too suspicious
Found out she my cousin, and she wanna take a picture
She ain’t ask what I’m on, she ain’t ask what I’m doing
She wasn’t with me in that rain, I was stuck up in that storm
Head first, lil’ lady, I was dreaming ‘bout just touring
They doubt me everyday, I remain in solid form (Asian Doll!)
Aye, watch out, niggas wanna beef with me get clocked out
Same hoes talking, gotta see me at the top now (top)
Sit back, be cool, watch a raw bitch rock out
It’s some real niggas up in heaven who got shot down
You can chit chat, but I’ma mean biz (uh, uh)
Money having conversations, at the T, when we chill
They was on my dick, when I went inside that deal
I’ma stand ten toes, in these Prada pink heels
It started with my mother and my father
They told me I was special, I was made to win an Oscar (uh-huh)
Raised by the realest, killers, Crips and some robbers (boom! boom!)
The city on my back, I’m a motherfucking problem
Walking home from school, all I seen was the fiends (damn)
Nigga tryna come between my money and my team (bands)
I don’t give no fuck, cute bitch I was mean
Put her on some game, now that bitch think she me (what?)
It started with my mother and my father
They told me I was special, I was made to win an Oscar
Raised by the realest, killers, Crips and some robbers
The city on my back, I’m a motherfucking problem
Walking home from school, all I seen was the fiends
Nigga tryna come between my money and my team
I don’t give no fuck, cute bitch I was mean
Put her on some game, now that bitch think she me
I mean I did that shit
Ain’t nobody give me shit
Nothing, I had to go do that shit
Bring that shit back to the streets
Make them bands pop
Start with your mother and your father
That shit born in you
That shit in your household
That shit in your blood, aye
It started with my mother and my father
They told me I was special, I was made to win an Oscar (uh-huh)
Raised by the realest, killers, Crips and some robbers (boom! boom!)
The city on my back, I’m a motherfucking problem
Walking home from school, all I seen was the fiends (damn)
Nigga tryna come between my money and my team (bands)
I don’t give no fuck, cute bitch I was mean
Put her on some game, now that bitch think she me (what?)
It started with my mother and my father
They told me I was special, I was made to win an Oscar (Doll)
Raised by the realest, killers, Crips and some robbers (boom! boom!)
The city on my back, I’m a motherfucking problem
Walking home from school, all I seen was the fiends
Nigga tryna come between my money and my team (bands)
I don’t give no fuck, cute bitch, I was mean
Put her on some game, now that bitch think she me (she what?)
I ain’t gotta act tough, cause they know I ain’t soft (uh-huh)
Mama fucking with them tricks, he was breaking bitches off
Real bitch in my voice, when I walk and I talk
It’s a drought up in the hood, Courtney cooking up the sauce
I’ma take it way back, I was dealing out of sacks (uh-huh)
Now I push an i8, two seats with my racks
And if you think I trust a nigga, you gon’ have to think facts
I done carried all this pain on my shoulders, shit was wack
Big tee on the weekend, I’m so nervous sleeping
She said “Aye, you Mymy? Aye, what’s up, bitch what’s the business” (what’s up ho?)
I’m ready to swing, cause she acting too suspicious
Found out she my cousin, and she wanna take a picture
She ain’t ask what I’m on, she ain’t ask what I’m doing
She wasn’t with me in that rain, I was stuck up in that storm
Head first, lil’ lady, I was dreaming ‘bout just touring
They doubt me everyday, I remain in solid form (Asian Doll!)
Aye, watch out, niggas wanna beef with me get clocked out
Same hoes talking, gotta see me at the top now (top)
Sit back, be cool, watch a raw bitch rock out
It’s some real niggas up in heaven who got shot down
You can chit chat, but I’ma mean biz (uh, uh)
Money having conversations, at the T, when we chill
They was on my dick, when I went inside that deal
I’ma stand ten toes, in these Prada pink heels
It started with my mother and my father
They told me I was special, I was made to win an Oscar (uh-huh)
Raised by the realest, killers, Crips and some robbers (boom! boom!)
The city on my back, I’m a motherfucking problem
Walking home from school, all I seen was the fiends (damn)
Nigga tryna come between my money and my team (bands)
I don’t give no fuck, cute bitch I was mean
Put her on some game, now that bitch think she me (what?)
It started with my mother and my father
They told me I was special, I was made to win an Oscar
Raised by the realest, killers, Crips and some robbers
The city on my back, I’m a motherfucking problem
Walking home from school, all I seen was the fiends
Nigga tryna come between my money and my team
I don’t give no fuck, cute bitch I was mean
Put her on some game, now that bitch think she me
