Nawf Slim - Issues (feat. Luh Jim) Lyrics

I got issues
You got issues
I'm your issue it get real (What's good)
I got problems
And I solve em
When I get mad and up steel (Get down)
I got issues,you my issue
Cuz I feel for you for real (I love you), you got issues
I'm your issue, cuz I won't tell you how I feel (Dang)
I got issues
You my issue
You got the bag let's make a deal (Lets get it), I'm your issue
When I meet you, run up on you make you kneel (Bitch)
I got issues
You got issues
I'm your issue
It get real
I got problems (I got issues)
I got problems (I got problems mane)
I ain't got time to be arguing
We ain't got time to make bad decisions
I keep it a hunnid that's how I'm livin'
Chasin' blue hundreds that's how I'm livin'
Me and my niggas we trying to go straight to the top (Straight to the top)
Remember the late nights I dreamed and I plot
We walk alone and think on my own
On how to stay focused and stay in my zone (My zone)
These niggas they copy the style yea they tryin to clone (Yea they tryin to clone)
My mama upset she sayin I'm trippin like what's goin on (Like whats goin on)
She press me bout what I be doin and what I be on (And what i be on)
My annie just died, got pain in my soul (Pain in my soul)
Now I pour me a fo' (Pour me a fo')
So that I can move slow (I can move slow)
Gotta stay in control (Stay in control)
Yea I can't lose control (Can't lose control)
Yea I can't bend or fold (Can't bend or fold)
Nawf Park baby for real (Nawf park baby for real)
I got issues
You got issues
I'm your issue it get real (What's good)
I got problems
And I solve em
When I get mad and up steel (Get down)
I got issues
You my issue
Cuz I feel for you for real (I love you), you got issues
I'm your issue, cuz I won't tell you how I feel (Dang)
I got issues
You my issue
You got the bag let's make a deal (Lets get it)
I'm your issue
When I meet you
Run up on you make you kneel (Bitch)
I got issues
You got issues
I'm your issue
It get real
I got problems (I got issues)
I got problems (I got problems mane)
Everybody wanna be tough
Nobody can take they licc (They can't)
Everybody wanna pacc pistols, and still be victims of this shit (Hoe)
Cuz u a bitch n a vic, I'll slap you
You ain't shit (Gimme that), I'll cap you go and grab it
Make me mad, I swear I'll blast it (Bang)
On everythang I'll drill a pussy
Til' my dicc drippin', I'll juug ya ass when u off drank
And you'll be still tippin' (Lay down), R.I.P to all my niggas that lost they life to y'all (Uh)
Should've domed checked ya ass, and left ya fam appalled (Boom)
Should've shot u in yo sleep right next to yo lady (Uh)
Should've slit yo woman throat then dipped off in a bronco (Skrrrt)
Make you chase me on the freeway, call me OJ Sambo (I ain't OJ)
WeUp capo, these niggas sweet I call em snapples
I got issues
You got issues
I'm your issue it get real (What's good)
I got problems, and I solve em, when I get mad and up steel (Get down)
I got issues, you my issue, cuz I feel for you for real (I love you), you got issues
I'm your issue, cuz I won't tell you how I feel (Dang)
I got issues, you my issue, you got the bag let's make a deal (Let's get it)
I'm your issue, when I meet you, run up on you make you kneel (Bitch)
I got issues
You got issues
I'm your issue
It get real
I got problems (I got issues)
I got problems (I got problems mane)