Malcolm Rebel & Eric G - Problems Lyrics

Whippin up this yay I got some problems baby
Finna serve a J I got some problems baby
I think traps life I got some problems baby
Demons in my head at night I got some
Problems baby
Smoke myself to space I got some problems baby
Can't stand you in my space I got some problems baby
I drown my pain wit drugs I got some problems baby
I abused your love I got some problems baby

Been geekin all week off this molly baby
I forgot to eat I'm bouta smoke about it
I love my lil shawty but she drive me crazy
F*ck her make her cum then i smoke about it

I smoke all this weed so I don't smoke no body
I got anger issues and I often hide em
Made 3 bands today n I ain't happy bout it
My BM complaining I ain't mad about it

Married to the game wouldn't be shit wit out it
Eric G showed me options now I'm thinking bout em
Made money high school still I dropped up out it
I still roll with my same niggas never doubted

Smoke 10 blunts a day to keep the pain away
Poppin pain pills look like I been sleep all day
Brain won't let me sleep so I stay up late and drink
All them drugs mixed up just help the demons conversate

Mixin molly in my drink like its whey
Manipulate the situation make it go my way
Want it now nigga I ain't finna wait
Had to take a break to get back to the cake
Only you can do you boy this is not a race
Rather hear you hate me nigga i can't deal wit fake