Problem

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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 (B-Bankroll Got It), 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
 He said "Aye, you Mymy? Aye, what's up bitch?
 What's the business" (what's up hoe?)
 I'm ready to swing, cause she acting too suspicious (on my mama)
 Found out she my cousin, and she wanna take a picture (what?)
 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
 

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Duration
02:48
Key
8
Tempo
102 BPM

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