Propain - Got a Problem lyrics

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Propain - Got a Problem lyrics

[Verse 1: Propain] Yo, when I started out, you never gave me sh** But I was trying to survive on the grind for days till it made me sick n***as hating on me, talking down they used to make me quit Nowadays when they call a n***a phone Try to get me on they song, gotta pay me b**h I ride round on a mission daily Tryna get the paper gotta feed my grinds Bun B told me young its tough, but when you coming up they wanna see you down Down here they don't give a f** about you No love partner, its a dirty game Just cos Rico k**ed Calvin That don't mean a n***a won't merk ya mayne Seen foul sh** when n***as hurt for change Watch ya back with these lying hoes If you got a ho when you a shining bro Then she gonna ride with a n***a who be shining more She'll only love you when you buy her a stone Yeah, they wanna f** you when you diamonds glow It's the same shine that'll blind ya soul When you stop all that other sh** they around it goes And I lost a partner He alive well not to Pro I go ape sh**, one monkey never gonna stop the show Twin told me gotta watch your foes! n***a take from me I went and got some more With just to let em' picture me rolling I make the album cover with a drop and fold Got the club popping while we popping rolls Got your girl bopping trying to drop her clothes All my n***as paid and my mama straight Think I give a f** bout that gossip ho? Cause these haters hate & they no stopping f**'em all I made mo profit Didn't understand when I was broke big-e But money really bring mo problems [Hook: Kirko Bangz] I got a problem Too much money, too many cars, got too many b**hes Too many cribs that I ain't even got enough time to live in I got a problem, got too much heart, got too much soul Got too much love, I show to much and mayne I never get enough of I got a problem, I see these n***as hating on me They at the bottom and they waiting on me I pray to God I can make a way, give my sister a crib Put my brother on the lake, & all of my enemies fade away I got a problem [Verse 2: Slim Thug] I know so many wanna see me fall I make the motherf**ers suffer when they see me ball See me in that big bent like f**'em all You ain't gotta f** with me cause I don't f** with y'all Crab a** n***as, snake a** n***as Say they real but they just a bunch of fake n***as My mistake n***as, thought you was one hunned I take that loss b**h I'm a boss But I learn from it They tired of seeing me stunting, want me to fall off They like me better broke & f**ed up on that nawf But b**h I'm still climbing Ain't sold none of my diamonds Still dropping all these cars I rap about, & all these bars Still pull Ménage à trois, with the baddest broads Like I dreamed it, it's hogg life for life and I mean it I see these n***as hating, wait for me to fall It's 15 years later, hater's I'm still standing tall! [Hook: Kirko Bangz]

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