Lyrics Problems - Merkules, Afroman

Problems

Goal chasing I feel like I’m going crazy
But all this fame and this money just won’t change me
The smokes hazy I’m yellin' out lord save me
I swear my life’s a movie like martin that’s scorsese
I’m just being honest dog, I kinda wanna watch it
Watch me fly out to the tropics
To divide up all the profit
Shit I just bought a watch so I could find out when the time went
Wrote this whole song, smoking with the pilot in the cockpit, damn
They tell me life is but a dream
But I’m cut from a different cloth
I split it right between the seams
But rightfully it seem that I’m the nicest on the scene
'Cause they tryna be like them
And I’ll do fine just being me, you feel me?
And I’m just staying focused
And I’ll keep making dope shit, till I finally get noticed I guess
I was at the bottom tryna cope with all the drama I was hopeless
Till I saw they real motives I’m next
I remember biggie told me (Told me)
Mo' money, mo' problems
Ain’t been to sleep in like a whole week
But my fucking life’s awesome
They talking shit but they don’t know me
They too obsessed with all the drama
Somebody tell 'em they should smoke weed
Pass the lighter if you brought one
I remember biggie told me (Told me)
Mo' money, mo' problems
Ain’t been to sleep in like a whole week
But my fucking life’s awesome
They talking shit but they don’t know me
They too obsessed with all the drama
Somebody tell 'em they should smoke weed
Pass the lighter if you brought one
I can’t believe I was happier when I was broke
I forty ounce to drink, a blunt to smoke
My real homeboys and a radio
Freestylin' before they paid me though
Wealth, can’t be bad for your health
Just enough money to hurt yourself
Before I had a car, I use to be skinny
I never gained weight, because I walked plenty
Now I’m in my 83 Cadillac ridin', suspenders on, no need for hiding
My fantasies are better than my realities
I still chase cheese but stress come with cheese, mess comes with cheese
The DEA and IRS come with cheese
Lawsuits, false accusations
Surrounded by player Haitians
No respect for your privacy
Everybody you see is like me me me
I remember biggie told me (Told me)
Mo' money, mo' problems
Ain’t been to sleep in like a whole week
But my fucking life’s awesome
They talking shit but they don’t know me
They too obsessed with all the drama
Somebody tell 'em they should smoke weed
Pass the lighter if you got one
I remember biggie told me
Mo' money, mo' problems
Ain’t been to sleep in like a whole week
But my fucking life’s awesome
They talking shit but they don’t know me
They too obsessed with all the drama
Somebody tell 'em they should smoke weed
Pass the lighter if you got one