Problem - 3005/sweatpants(yt remix) lyrics

[Hook] No matter what you say or what you do When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you f** these other n***as, I'll be right by your side Till 3005, hold up [Verse 1] Hold up, wait a minute, all good just a week ago Crew at my house and we party every weekend so On the radio, that's my favorite song Made me bounce around, like I don't know, like I won't be here long Now the thrill is gone Got no patience, cause I'm not a doctor Girl why is you lying, girl why you Mufasa Yeah, mi casa su casa, got a stripper like Gaza Got so high off volcanoes, now the flow is so lava Yeah, we spit that saliva, iPhone got message from Viber Either the head is so hydra, or we let bygones be bygones "My God, you pay for your friends?" I'll take that as a compliment Got a house full of homies, why I feel so the opposite? Incompetent ain't the half of it Saturdays we Young Lavish-ing Saddest sh**, is I'm bad as it These they took from the cabinet (wooah) Sorry, I'm just scared of the future Till 3005, I got your back, we can do this, hold up [Hook x2] No matter what you say or what you do When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you f** these other n***as, I'll be right by your side Till 3005 Hold up (hold up) [x8] [Verse 2] I used to care what people thought But now I care more Man nobody out here's got it figured out So therefore, I've lost all hope of a happy ending Depending on whether or not it's worth it So insecure, no one's perfect We spend it, with no shame We blow that, like Coltrane We in here, like Rogain Or leave it, like Cobain And when I'm long gone, whole crew sing a swan song Cause we all just ticking time bombs, got a lambo like Lebron's mom And no matter where all of my friends go Emily, Fam, and Lorenzo All of them people my kinfolk At least I think so Can't tell Cause when them checks clear, they're not here Cause they don't care It's kinda sad, but I'm laughing whatever happens Assa**ins are stabbed in the back of my cabin Labrador yapping I'm glad that it happened, I mean it Between us, I think there's something special And if I lose my mental, just hold my hand Even if you don't understand, hold up [Hook x2] [Outro] We did it! Yay! n***a you so thirsty [Verse 1: Childish Gambino] Watching haters wonder why Gambino got the game locked Half-Thai thickie, all she wanna do is Bangkok Got her hair done, French braids, now she A$AP Bino so insensitive, she asking, "Why you say that?!" I'm chillin', real n***a feeling Rich kid, a**hole: paint me as a villain Still spitting that cash flow: DJ Khaled I got a penthouse on both coasts, pH balance Real n***a, I rep those, why though? Cause I said so Hip deep in the Pepto, I got five on her like Ben Folds I got more tail than that PetCo, you faker than some Sweet'N Low Yeah, you got some silverware, but really are you eating though? Are you eating though? n***a, are you eating though? Breakfast, lunch and dinner's for beginners, you ain't even know Never catching cases, why they faces look so e-m-o? Watch a hater hate me, wanna play me like a piano My architect know Japanese, yo' girl, she jocking me No hands like soccer teams and y'all f** boys like Socrates You n***as ain't copping these, n***as ain't looking like me Nah, I ain't checking I.D. but I bounce 'em with no problem Tell 'em, Problem (Problem!) [Bridge: Childish Gambino] I'm winnin', yeah, yeah, I'm winnin' [x3] Rich kid, a**hole, paint me as a villain [Hook: Problem] Don't be mad cause I'm doing me better than you doing you [x3] Better than you doing you, f** it, what you gon' do? [Verse 2: Childish Gambino] Different color, my pa**port, Instagram my stack load Hashtag my day wear and your girl drink my day care And I'm born rich, life ain't fair (silver spoon coon, ho) Ain't nobody sicker and my Fisker "vroom, vroom," ho Ain't nobody Fiskers don't make noise when they start up, just so you know Top of the Hold 'em totem, rich forever, a million was not the quota My father owned half of MoMA and did it with no diploma Year off, got no rules, tripping off of them toadstools More green than my Whole Foods and I'm too fly, Jeff Goldblum Got a gla** house in the Palisades, that a-k-a White hood, white hood, (okay-kay-kay) Furniture custom, you shop at IKEA So Maserati, you whipping a Kia Spending this money, it's longer than Nia Live like a Coppola, me and Sofia Waking up broke, man, wouldn't wanna be ya Friends with the dope man, help a n***a re-up Bring a girlfriend, man, trouble when I see her "Err-err-err-err": onomatopoeia, oh, I got my cool on! (Tell 'em, mane) I'm winning so they had to dump the Gatorade And I don't give a f** about my family name [Hook]