Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Problems , by - TAG. Release date: 19.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Problems |
| I dedicate this to my grandma |
| Who made it from Guyana |
| Surviving in America and speaking broken grammar to a grandson with a mission |
| Fuel by the ambition till I’m flying but they check me like I’m conducting some |
| terrorism |
| A born citizen |
| But doesn’t matter cuz they looking at the pigment they wonder what religion is |
| he studying huh |
| Well… salam alaikum |
| I wish em peace and even smile at em with missing teeth |
| Been given grief but now I’m leaving peeps in disbelief |
| With the presence man I might as well be santa |
| An outkast from Atlanta |
| Or a lion out of Africa |
| Hunting in the savannas |
| I’m hungry for the answer and I bet you know the question |
| Like why the fuck we here and everybody fucking guessing |
| Christians say it’s Jesus |
| Muslims say Muhammad |
| I’m just giving gratitude I promise to pay homage |
| If life can be Bahamas everywhere then fuck a dollar |
| They be steady paying ballers while they shitting on our scholars go ahead and |
| pop a bottle |
| College ain’t the model we don’t gotta fucking follow we just young and mogul |
| minded |
| That’s the motherfucking motto |
| Yes we got a problem |
| We just go where the wind blows |
| So how we gonna stop them |
| Telling us lies right in front of our eyes |
| And all we do is watch them |
| We gotta wake up why we sleeping so much |
| Yo we gotta survive |
| Stay alive yea |
| Saving up for my tomorrows |
| Reflecting on my yesterday |
| Smiling through the sorrows |
| Cannot let the present get away |
| While looking for better rate |
| With interest they fucking me |
| Cannot help a brother why should I support your company |
| Why these hoes down to die and claiming that they loving me |
| Wait a couple weeks and now they done with me so suddenly |
| I guess they wanna comfortably |
| Work a fucking dead to end and I ain’t down for settlements unless its |
| reparations |
| Emphasize my words my lyrics filled with exclamations |
| They asked me why you angry all you need is medication |
| President investigations fuck an explanation |
| I remember they made fun of me, Now they wanna fuck me, they couldn’t even fuck |
| with me |
| It’s just a bunch of fuckery, you better bring your cutlery |
| A chef up in the studio ain’t country but I’m cutting beats |
| God keep me sucker free |
| Bless me with integrity and wisdom for the luxury cuz |
| Yes we got a problem |
| We just go where the wind blows |
| So how we gonna stop them |
| Telling us lies right in front of our eyes |
| And all we do is watch them |
| We gotta wake up why we sleeping so much |
| Yo we gotta survive |
| Stay alive yea |
| Focused and I’m selfish |
| Gotta make self right |
| I call it being righteous on the mic, no exception |
| Giving no attention even though a hoe is texting |
| Devil on my shoulder go ahead and send a message |
| Back to being to selfish ain’t nobody helping me |
| I vote Obama now the karma got us white supremacy |
| That even white people agree |
| So I viva la vida my family bon appetit |
| Mi fadda tell me go deep |
| Deeper then marijuana and opium poppy seeds |
| Hallucinating on shit you probably never would see |
| I gotta take it slow cuz god got it for me |
| Even though negativity is all around me I see |
| Yes we got a problem |
| We just go where the wind blows |
| So how we gonna stop them |
| Telling us lies right in front of our eyes |
| And all we do is watch them |
| We gotta wake up why we sleeping so much |
| Yo we gotta survive |
| Stay alive yea |