Problems

Problems

More money, more problems, more drugs inside my stomach
Even though I keep on running, I still end up unwanted
Mix benzos with codeine, I feel like I be floating
I'm dying, ignore it, only see what I'm showing

More money, more problems, more drugs inside my stomach
Even though I keep on running, I still end up unwanted
Mix benzos with codeine, I feel like I be floating
I'm dying, ignore it, only see what I'm showing

They don't know what I been through
To get here right now
Almost quit like last year
I'm still stuck standing back here

They don't know what I been through
To get here oh no
Fake friends wish death upon me
Just let it go

I need a private island
With nobody around me but my day ones
They all wanna be like me
But I don't give a fuck bout what they on

I'm just tryna be myself Dash pants with a Louis belt
I got expelled they said I wouldn't be shit
Now I get money way more than my teachers

I needed help but nobody would listen
So I started making my own decisions
I made a plan I stuck to my vision
When everyone ask I said I stay persistent

Even my friends hated all my shit
I'm standing up while you sitting down bitchin
I don't reply they call me the goat
Oh, trust me lil bitch I done made my position

I don't do this for the fame or the clout
Honestly rather my name out your mouth
How I got fam in the North and the South
Listen we doing good now

Shawty on me wanna switch to the team
There aint a chance you can hold me down
Back of the Beamer aint tryna keep her
She trying to leave here but I'm tryna leave her

I don't want nobody round me I can't trust a soul no
I still got my whits about me keep my shit lowkey though
Asking bout a feature but shit cost like two kilos
Asking bout your bitch lil boy she stuck down on her knees

More money, more problems, more drugs inside my stomach
Even though I keep on running, I still end up unwanted
Mix benzos with codeine, I feel like I be floating
I'm dying, ignore it, only see what I'm showing

More money, more problems, more drugs inside my stomach
Even though I keep on running, I still end up unwanted
Mix benzos with codeine, I feel like I be floating
I'm dying, ignore it, only see what I'm showing

They don't know what I been through
To get here right now
Almost quit like last year
I'm still stuck standing back here

They don't know what I been through
To get here oh no
Fake friends wish death upon me
Just let it go