I’m a Problem lyrics

by

Dizzy Wright


[Futuristic]
Yeah!
Stop that, any show, I betta rock that
When I drop that, Everybody finna' cop that
n*gga pop that, gettin' brain like a tophat
Ahead of my time, somebody rewind the clock back
And your boy keep goin', flex on a hater like my name Hulk Hogan
Scared em, Fear Factor, Joe Rogan
You sing to a n*gga like yo name Frank Ocean
"Oh sh*t, did he just say that? Let me replay that
Yup, he did, I'm way mad
This the type of sh*t that really make me hate rap"
Calm the f*ck down, ASAP
I'm Futuristic, You recordin' on an 8-track
And I got flow like I been rockin' a wave cap
Pop up in the maybach, Put on the face mask
Let the AK (CLAP) Blow off ya name tag (haa)
That's typical sh*t, but me ain't no typical kid
I got a typical chick, in a typical whip, but I promise baby girl this ain't no typical di*k
I'm lyrically sick, mentally blessed, physically I'm pretty legit
And I told this chick to dip like a chip, her n*gga ain't say sh*t like a typical b*tch
I'm the biggest problem you can't solve it, math equation
I'm the future I see the future like That's So Raven
I'm goin' hard just like a boner but no masturbation
I'm spittin' on all of these hoes, ejaculation
[Hook]
Houston we have a problem
Houston we have a problem
Houston we have a problem
I'm a problem, Can't nobody stop em! x2

[K.i.D]
K.i.D too real n*gga, bars artist, still n*gga
Your songs don't hit at all, you spit sh*t I don't feel n*gga
You walk like you wear heels n*gga, you thought you gonna pass fo me
Spit flames like propane, you thought you goin' gas me?
Never that cause I'm never wack, n*gga I don't stop till the song done
Tell these guys to keep the hoes I'm the type of n*gga they mom want
Your dad thinks I'm a great guy because I call him mister
So when I'm done with your mom, he wants me to date your sister (Wow)
Pow! Right in the kisser, Runnin' sh*t so long that I got blisters
This is my world because I'm a star, I'm solely sorry you not on my system dog
Oh you do this super duper, can't keep up, you's a loser
You could have a moped, you could have a boat, you could have a bike, you could have a scooter
You could have Steve Jobs build a computer
n*gga I'm a problem and you can't solve it
Calculators, hours later, and all you n*ggas is gettin' it wrong
It's not your fault you're hella dumb, Bein' this real is hella fun, Yeah
Me and Futuristic, f*ck your heart, show me statistics dog

[Hook]
[SK4MC]
Start that, I'mma show you where the heart at
Doin' this a lifetime, show you where my art at
Pull my di*k out, yo momma had a heart attack
Leave the mic, fishing rod, now it's just an artifact
You're official like NFL replacement referees
I was bigger than your daddy, actually when I was 17
Out in Vegas, with your momma, and her recipe
For destiny, Destruction, and a thousand hits of Ketamine
Kyle the Problem, Futuristic the Problem, SK4MC the Problem b*tchh
(Can't nobody stop em!)
On the porch, like a pimp and sh*t
Never used crutches but I gotta limp and sh*t
I heard y'all n*ggas want beef, well tonight I fixed up shrimp and sh*t
It's imminent that your feminine, and your pockets make a synonym
For a dinner made of Mickey D's and a king-sized bag of M&Ms
I'm the- I'm the biggest problem f*ck your life,eat j*rky bacon
In the- In the future I gave you sutures hospital patient
If you're trying to solve it, you must have little patience
Kyle, Futuristic, SK on the track (This time you're wastin')

[Hook]
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