Problems
Lil Durk, Shy Glizzy, Quando Rondo
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Geraldo Live on the track Yeah Young Jefe, homes GG Forever Oh Who is this? This Geraldo What you smokin'? Oh, gelato I got bitches and they model Your bitch swallow, she need goggles Goddamn, look at my pockets Look like I just hit the lotto Pull up valet, let 'em park it Baby, I can pay your car note Buy her Yeezys, buy her heels I solve her problems, pay her bills I'm being real, girl I'm too trill Now baby, tell me how you feel I got hitters and they kill Know I still be in the field Know I be with them gorillas Tote banana clips for real Got back up, I took a fall Lil' nigga, my money tall I'm that nigga in DC And bitch I ball like John Wall Look at me, I'm livin' large 'Member them nights, was trappin' hard 'Member them nights I had to rob Yeah, 'member them nights I used to starve 'Member that night I serve that tail then the feds came into my house 'Member ain't nobody believe in me 'til I showed 'em what I'm 'bout 'Member I used to pour that lean up 'til I fuckin' blacked out This for lil' homie in the traphouse with them fuckin' racks out (Ayy, ayy,) I'm ballin' harder than water, I'm feelin' like Coach Carter They say the life that I'm livin', I might not see tomorrow I had to go out and get it 'cause I ain't had no father I know I gotta stay committed, that gon' take me farther Y'all know this lean what I'm sippin', my PO think this vodka Upgraded from a revolver, hollows fillin' my chopper I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor (oh) I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor (oh, oh) Chicago streets late night, tryna catch Every time I boot up, I need a good batch Don't wanna hit, then slide in that cat There can't be peace 'cause you know it's that You ain't in the streets and I notice that You left my side when I was under arrest You left my side when I was under stress You turned your back so I know you ain't shit How you gon' lie and go along with the bitch? Promise he red but I know he a crip Come to my crib, you can't come with a bitch Draco shells, it come with a kick We know you told and that lil' shit stick You the one know I had a gun in the whip You the one know I had a gun on my hip I slept on floors Shootouts where I'm from, when I grew up I couldn't ignore it Some nights I was gettin' too mad at myself 'cause I couldn't record And I couldn't make it to your funeral, I sent my regards Hangin' out the roof with my two fingers, f*ck the law (F*ck 'em) I'm ballin' harder than water, I'm feelin' like Coach Carter They say the life that I'm livin', I might not see tomorrow I had to go out and get it 'cause I ain't had no father I know I gotta stay committed, that gon' take me farther Y'all know this lean what I'm sippin', my PO think this vodka Upgraded from a revolver, hollows fillin' my chopper I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor
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Written by: Durk Banks, Geraldo Jose Mejia, Marquis King, Tyquian Bowman
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