Problems lyrics

[Intro]
We all got problems
I been looking and searching
We all got problems
(We all got problems)

[Verse 1]
I got, I got, I got problems
I got b*tches all in my sh*t
I been all up, all up on positive but
I’m close to losing my grip
I been killing game like coffin
Had a cough so long ‘cause I’m sick
That sh*t wasn’t even a clever bar
I can’t beat this cold and I’m p*ssed
I swear I’ve had torn vocal cords since twenty-ten
How in the f*ck do I get through events?
How do I tour more than most of you rappers
Meet every fan, shake hands and kiss kids?
Humbleness sh*t something I’ve been
Tryna kick I’ve been thinking y'all kids
Incompetent when it’s all this ignit
No bars, all fiction, no frauds, to get rich
So f*ck it then, y'all gonna have to pardon my ruggedness
I’ma win, I was tryna keep it one hunnit and
'Cause half of ya don’t even double-check the amount
Brag but don’t even got a checking account
b*tches better give this sh*t a rest and be out
Yes little mex best flex checks running out
Tryna keep it humble, got my fans stressing me now
Yelling “Snow put the f*cking Cortez in a mouth!”
[Chorus]
Yeah we all got problems
Yeah, I been looking and searching and
sh*t, we all got problems

[Verse 2]
Uh, yeah, look
Yeah b*tch I’ll be that
Everybody got opinions
I be having hate wherever b*tches see me on
Haters nowdays are f*cking chameleons
Pretending like they Friends but I don’t see Phoebe on
Well hold’em up
All you motha f*ckas tryna go on up
Tryna skip steps move fast
Got you throwing up folding up
Thirst got the b*tch in you showing up
Bro you got a beard and you got your period
You hoeing up hold up
Not today Papa
I’m a boss ass b*tch go complain right now
Get a real man
Hit you with the fade and I
Really be sippin' margaritas in the shade you brought
Oh na na na na yo what's all this sh*t about?
Bad news really get around
Ya really did it now
Y'all p*ssing me off and I’m in my feelings now, ‘bout to go off
[Chorus]
Yeah we all got problems
Yeah, I been looking and searching and
sh*t, we all got problems

[Bridge]
I got, I got, I got problems
I got b*tches all in my sh*t
I got, I got, I got problems
Humbleness, sh*t something I’ve been
I’ve been killing game like coffin
Humbleness, sh*t something I’ve been
b*tches better give this sh*t a rest and be out
Yelling “Snow put the f*cking Cortez in a mouth!”

[Chorus]
Yeah we all got problems
Yeah, I been looking and searching and
sh*t, we all got problems