Issues (feat. PBF Dope) Video (MV)

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See I got issues
Yeah these demons, they be f*cking up my mental
My niggas tell me keep going, they say I'm special
So many snakes so I gotta watch who I'm next to
I take my feelings and I put it in this pencil
To my mama, I'm sorry if I ever stress you
To my old self, I really really miss you
And if you been there by my side, I won't forget you
Can't tell 'em half of the shit that a nigga been through
It brings tears upon my eyes
Every time I see the news, man I be scared to go outside
Late night out with my gang, it make my mama terrified
'Cause I ain't picking up my phone and now she thinking that I died
All this shit up on my mind, all i can do is pray to God
Tryna make it through the struggle but I keep on asking why
'Nother cop done got away and he ain't getting 25
Got my baby worried, hoping that I make it home alive
Wrote a letter to God, asked if you love me or hate me
You be taking all my brothers, nigga why don't you take me
We just tryna get by, tryna survive on a daily
All these problems that I got, this shit be driving me crazy
See I got issues
Yeah these demons, they be f*cking up my mental
My niggas tell me keep going, they say I'm special
So many snakes so I gotta watch who I'm next to
I take my feelings and I put it in this pencil
To my mama, I'm sorry if I ever stress you
To my old self, I really really miss you
And if you been there by my side, I won't forget you
Can't tell 'em half of the shit that a nigga been through
You know I'm keeping Addey on my side
'Cause I know if I shoot he finna shoot, it's time to ride
And they can get up out my section if they don't abide
Where I'm from they pop up on you, catch you slipping like a slide
They don't want you to win so they gon' try to take it from you
They snitching so it's ops and feds you gotta run through
These niggas killing kids, what the hell this world come to
Now my mama getting paranoid, don't wanna see me gone too
If I can have three wishes, I want more than three
And I want all these niggas gone who ain't tryna believe
And I want money and riches if you was on my team
And treat my father with a foreign, skrt off in the streets
See I got issues
Yeah these demons, they be f*cking up my mental
My niggas tell me keep going, they say I'm special
So many snakes so I gotta watch who I'm next to
I take my feelings and I put it in this pencil
To my mama, I'm sorry if I ever stress you
To my old self, I really really miss you
And if you been there by my side, I won't forget you
Can't tell 'em half of the shit that a nigga been through
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