Rockstar Problems (feat. Richie Wess)

King Ha Run it up What’s up Let’s get it If it wasn’t for the fame these bitches wouldn’t be on me If I didn’t have the name I wouldn’t have these homies I just put a hundred on my wrist I just put ten on my top I just took my mom off the block I just threw shots up the block If it wasn’t for the fame, it wasn’t for the fame I wouldn’t even have a name, wouldn’t even have a name I just put a hundred on my wrist, I just put ten on my top I just took my mom off the block, I just threw shots up the block I done seen a lot of fake fake love I done seen a lot of hate cause we up I been running through racks Spend one get one right back When we was broke and lost it all, I told my man relax My life about to change And people gonna change But all that hate, it motivate me to go do my thing N****s don’t know my pain I been through some rain I see you tryna pass me up but you ain’t in my lane I gotta carry the team Before it’s RIP I want the real ones to stay real, I swear that’s all I need Been real no switching up Long as you grind you up Here’s a toast and celebration to no giving up If it wasn’t for the fame these bitches wouldn’t be on me If I didn’t have the name I wouldn’t have these homies I just put a hundred on my wrist I just put ten on my top I just took my mom off the block I just threw shots up the block If it wasn’t for the fame, it wasn’t for the fame I wouldn’t even have a name, wouldn’t even have a name I just put a hundred on my wrist, I just put ten on my top I just took my mom off the block, I just threw shots up the block I got my first bag made sure my momma straight Now I’m in first class we on them private J’s This one for the real one I know we all relate No time for the fake ones, you know they love to hate Young n***a I was up on the block Pockets touching had to get to the guap Draco clean em up like a mop Fish tail when we leaving the lot Fish scale all up in the spot Shhh shh Ship sailed gotta wait for the drop Woo woo Right wrist scrape it out of the bowl White bitch like a xan and Nicole Packs in then we letting em load Touchdown just came with a load Lately I been on my own These n****s’ll bubble off you Turn around then double cross you I sped off in my lane and lost you We hitting jugs often You know I hit a stain coffin Jumped in the game balling Now I got ya main calling Hello I jumped in the game balling I got ya main calling If it wasn’t for the fame these bitches wouldn’t be on me If I didn’t have the name I wouldn’t have these homies I just put a hundred on my wrist I just put ten on my top I just took my mom off the block I just threw shots up the block If it wasn’t for the fame, it wasn’t for the fame I wouldn’t even have a name, wouldn’t even have a name I just put a hundred on my wrist, I just put ten on my top I just took my mom off the block, I just threw shots up the block