I'm so fed up wit this bullshit
I got family I ain't cool wit
My pops on my head, saying get back in that school shit
He think I ain't tryna do shit
Well that nigga is clueless
I know what the f*ck I'm worth, and I can make it with this music
Family want one thing
But I'm steady doing another
Feel like the only nigga who get me is my mother f*ckin brother
And that shit so sad cause my family I really love em
But I'm ready to turn my back and do my own thing like f*ck em
Ever since 14
Got it on my own, Ain't Need no help
What the f*ck is a loan, ima earn it myself
Focused on money, bitch I'm all about wealth
Gotta Move in silence, man i'm all about stealth
Niggas love lying and love telling tales
Been the same nigga since K through 12
Took a few L's but i still gotta belt
Ugh
Ima mother f*ckin champion
If you left my life, don't come back again
Cause fake love, I ain't having it
I got my own problems I'm battling
For this music I'm so passionate
I know Most of y'all so blasphemous
I can make a hit without cannabis
Nigga I'm the shit now let it manifest
Therefore it's clear that it ain't nobody like I
Man this song so sincere I might f*ck around and cry
Have you ever had that feeling like it's yo time to die
Hold my head to the ceiling and ask God like why
Aye
Tryna achieve my goals
Do a world tour, sold out shows
Make a lotta money wit my bros
Get ina stomach of all these hoes
Riding round wit bankrolls
Hop ona plane, don't bring no clothes
Wherever I land, ima buy the whole store
I spend my last, cause I can get more
Ugh
Lately I been feeling alone
Ion really know what my family want
Everything I do, just end up wrong
I ain't tripping tho, ima stay strong
So I'm steady just writing songs
I hardly ever try to right my wrongs
Certain things ion wanna get involved
But somehow I'm who they call
My life ain't easy
Issa Lotta people who need me
Issa Lotta niggas who needy
And I ain't got time for no leeches
I ain't tryna do no features
I'm just tryna focus on me first
Rap my life, I don't rehearse
Wish I could put time in reverse
But I can't, ima keep going
I made mistakes, but ima keep on growing Ima make it out, nigga I know it
Stack my money up, I don't blow it
Niggas talking but they don't show it
I got talent so I gotta show it
It's my time, I just f*cking know it
I'm saying Free Ron til his bid is over
Bitch
FOM Cam - Inner Problems Lyrics
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I'm so fed up wit this bullshit
I got family I ain't cool wit
My pops on my head, saying get back in that school shit
He think I ain't tryna do shit
Well that nigga is clueless
I know what the f*ck I'm worth, and I can make it with this music
Family want one thing
But I'm steady doing another
Feel like the only nigga who get me is my mother f*ckin brother
And that shit so sad cause my family I really love em
But I'm ready to turn my back and do my own thing like f*ck em
Ever since 14
Got it on my own, Ain't Need no help
What the f*ck is a loan, ima earn it myself
Focused on money, bitch I'm all about wealth
Gotta Move in silence, man i'm all about stealth
Niggas love lying and love telling tales
Been the same nigga since K through 12
Took a few L's but i still gotta belt
Ugh
Ima mother f*ckin champion
If you left my life, don't come back again
Cause fake love, I ain't having it
I got my own problems I'm battling
For this music I'm so passionate
I know Most of y'all so blasphemous
I can make a hit without cannabis
Nigga I'm the shit now let it manifest
Therefore it's clear that it ain't nobody like I
Man this song so sincere I might f*ck around and cry
Have you ever had that feeling like it's yo time to die
Hold my head to the ceiling and ask God like why
Aye
Tryna achieve my goals
Do a world tour, sold out shows
Make a lotta money wit my bros
Get ina stomach of all these hoes
Riding round wit bankrolls
Hop ona plane, don't bring no clothes
Wherever I land, ima buy the whole store
I spend my last, cause I can get more
Ugh
Lately I been feeling alone
Ion really know what my family want
Everything I do, just end up wrong
I ain't tripping tho, ima stay strong
So I'm steady just writing songs
I hardly ever try to right my wrongs
Certain things ion wanna get involved
But somehow I'm who they call
My life ain't easy
Issa Lotta people who need me
Issa Lotta niggas who needy
And I ain't got time for no leeches
I ain't tryna do no features
I'm just tryna focus on me first
Rap my life, I don't rehearse
Wish I could put time in reverse
But I can't, ima keep going
I made mistakes, but ima keep on growing Ima make it out, nigga I know it
Stack my money up, I don't blow it
Niggas talking but they don't show it
I got talent so I gotta show it
It's my time, I just f*cking know it
I'm saying Free Ron til his bid is over
Bitch
I got family I ain't cool wit
My pops on my head, saying get back in that school shit
He think I ain't tryna do shit
Well that nigga is clueless
I know what the f*ck I'm worth, and I can make it with this music
Family want one thing
But I'm steady doing another
Feel like the only nigga who get me is my mother f*ckin brother
And that shit so sad cause my family I really love em
But I'm ready to turn my back and do my own thing like f*ck em
Ever since 14
Got it on my own, Ain't Need no help
What the f*ck is a loan, ima earn it myself
Focused on money, bitch I'm all about wealth
Gotta Move in silence, man i'm all about stealth
Niggas love lying and love telling tales
Been the same nigga since K through 12
Took a few L's but i still gotta belt
Ugh
Ima mother f*ckin champion
If you left my life, don't come back again
Cause fake love, I ain't having it
I got my own problems I'm battling
For this music I'm so passionate
I know Most of y'all so blasphemous
I can make a hit without cannabis
Nigga I'm the shit now let it manifest
Therefore it's clear that it ain't nobody like I
Man this song so sincere I might f*ck around and cry
Have you ever had that feeling like it's yo time to die
Hold my head to the ceiling and ask God like why
Aye
Tryna achieve my goals
Do a world tour, sold out shows
Make a lotta money wit my bros
Get ina stomach of all these hoes
Riding round wit bankrolls
Hop ona plane, don't bring no clothes
Wherever I land, ima buy the whole store
I spend my last, cause I can get more
Ugh
Lately I been feeling alone
Ion really know what my family want
Everything I do, just end up wrong
I ain't tripping tho, ima stay strong
So I'm steady just writing songs
I hardly ever try to right my wrongs
Certain things ion wanna get involved
But somehow I'm who they call
My life ain't easy
Issa Lotta people who need me
Issa Lotta niggas who needy
And I ain't got time for no leeches
I ain't tryna do no features
I'm just tryna focus on me first
Rap my life, I don't rehearse
Wish I could put time in reverse
But I can't, ima keep going
I made mistakes, but ima keep on growing Ima make it out, nigga I know it
Stack my money up, I don't blow it
Niggas talking but they don't show it
I got talent so I gotta show it
It's my time, I just f*cking know it
I'm saying Free Ron til his bid is over
Bitch
Writer: Cameron Nelson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid