Curtains - Problems lyrics

[Curtains] E'rybody need 15 minutes of fame, I need 5 But I'ma let my team shine in the meantime Seperate myself from n***as that speak lies Elevate myself without gettin high Went against the grains, the shorty was knee-high When e'rybody was tryin to get a piece of the pie I was tryin to get me a piece of mine, then I baked my own Now they tryin to get a piece of mine But I stayed on my grind, got me a team Doubled up on my paper like copy machines They can't stop me it seems that these n***as are sleepin I guess they plot in they dreams But I'ma try to wake 'em again Cause these n***as is talkin 'bout hard work pays off in the end Nah; hard work is to make sure the end never comes n***as better stick to they guns [Chorus 2X: Curtains] I got both feet in the game - it's problems My n***as got heat, you got beef? It's problems Don't be nervous, be scared, we here, beware Y'all n***as got problems, problems [Curtains] Martin had a dream, Malcolm had a scheme Rosa had a seat, I got a plan to eat So I stay on my toes like camel feet And just like that Domino's bag, my n***as carry heat n***as wanna bury me six feet deep under the ground So when you hear that thunderin sound And it sound like the heat still goin Just know I put a end to they plans like pre-paid phones I'm in the zone, all alone, don't move me Y'all n***as groupies or you'll be a rat for a cool G My county loyal, them boys'll come get you They'll tear out your tissues, I put a bounty on you I tried to warn you but it's over man Now you laid out like floor plans Got your knot twisted like door hands The harder they come, the harder they fall And I don't got no remorse for y'all [Chorus] [Curtains] Yo I told n***as once and I told n***as twice And by the third time these n***as owe me they life I'm back with another hit like {*censored*} I'm dyin to get rich like Alpo What these lil' n***as runnin they mouth for? They can't move Kurt Throw a rapper out The River like Kool Herc You jerks don't realize the truth hurts You jerks don't realize the kid raw like new work Do work like the hands on clocks, I sweep competition My hand's on my co*k so please listen Speak sense in every line I made Could be over your head like poem aid, but it's okay Check this, hold the world in both hands n***a I'm ambidextrous, the best since the beginnin of time And there ain't no bait at the end of that line If you ain't feelin me, fine