Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Got a Problem, artist - Propain
Date of issue: 07.07.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Got a Problem |
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 its tough, but when you coming up they wanna see you down |
Down here they don’t give a fuck about you |
No love partner, its a dirty game |
Just cause 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! |
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 |