CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Problem

What's the problem?

Why you always pull up with some drama?
I just wanna talk about some dollars
Why you always hit me with a problem?
That’s the problem
I can't deal with all that
(x2)

God put you in my life to ruin it
Looked at my tweets to see which b*t*h to pick
Blond hair, fat a**, look good in hoop earrings
I dead don't need you though, on some ego sh*t

I’m a mad man with knives on his back
Thoughts racing in my mind, about to relapse
Fake faggots switched up on me, oddly too fast
Quicker than a f**king thotties camera flash
All I wanted was love, where was you with all of that?
Discriminated against and then had me go back
Dumb enough to fall for your stupid love traps
When Big 14 said love scars, you know I felt that
Baby-girl let me f**k your life up
You make my bpm go up, up, up, up
Your damn smile had my mind thinking
F**k, f**k, f**k, f**k
Pu**y game made a n***a go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb

Why you always pull up with some drama?
I just wanna talk about some dollars
Why you always hit me with a problem?
That's the problem
I can't deal with all that
(x2)